fate worries me sometimes, i’ve been at it for months now, trynig to figure it out – pointless i hear myself mutter.
I can’t decide if i trust it, or weather its pleasant enough to embrance.
Einstein couldn’t grasp it and it lead him ultimatly to his death – though thats a path im willing to side step…
Fate worries me.
I suppose we could just say that fate is coincidence, the binding of two things my mutual agreement of place, period and time – thus it is not random , its calculatable, just like einstein thought it might be.
How well do we calculate?
Is it our calculations that bind us?
are they our calculations ad do we make them?