Showing posts with label Karma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Karma. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Fate, Karma, and Luck: Fortune's Trinity
Because of a spur-of-the-moment decision, I got a puppy this past week. It got me thinking about many such moments in my past. How have they effected me? And those around me? As children, when we make friends, are those snap judgments? Perhaps its our intuition of those it would be to our advantage to be around. If that is the case, then one could say that friendship is natural selection of a kind. But what about those that aren't chosen? Do they simply live out their lives in inferiority, because of forces beyond their control? Is it luck? In other parts of the world they believe in Karma- that we have reaped what we have sown because of what happened in a past life. Thus we are responsible for our own actions. And what of Fate- the belief that all actions are predisposed? If that is the case, then there is no such thing as spontaneity. Such things are simply actions that were then unforeseeable. So what do you believe? That everything is fated to happen a certain way? That past lives determined who we are? Or do people just get lucky? In any and all cases, we must be aware of the consequences of our actions. If things are fated to happen, lets believe that we were meant to be good people. If past actions defined us, then lets put faith in our predecessors. And if what happens in life is simply the wheel of fortune turning about, then I guess we can do no worse by trying our hardest.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Life Comes at You Fast
Today, I was driving to school listening to Akon on 103.9 FM. I was stopped at a light when a truck rear-ended me. Frustrated, I pulled over and the other driver did the same. We traded information and went on our way. When I returned to my humble abode after an otherwise uneventful day, I found a bit of mail for me. Jury duty. I look back at when I was registering to vote and wonder if I should have. McCain didn't win the election and now I may have to serve my country in one of the most boring ways. Is there a particular reason why Miss Fortune smiles on some, but grinds her heels into others? I was discussing the idea of Karma ( Why are they always women names?) with a close friend and determined that Karma (like many women) is far from even tempered. There are the days when you find a dirty twenty dollar bill in the gutter, and then there are the days when you can't seem to avoid getting killed. If there is a way to please you Miss Fortune, please call me. You know the number.
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