Fate, destiny, coincidence and luck …….. do we make them? Or is it all written and just waiting to happen, do we have choices in life or are we controlled, do we make our own destiny? Do we make our own fate? Does the coincidence happen on its own or we somehow gave it help indirectly, do we make our own luck? Can we create our own luck? Or is it a by believe of superstitious nonsense? I believe it´s us who make all four ´´fate, destiny, coincidence and luck, we have a total control over our life and we can literally do anything we want to do, the rest I think it´s superstitious nonsense, I may use the word fate in my writings, but I strongly despise it and really don’t believe it a bit but I relate to it in a weird way that I will explain in this chapter why.
We have total control over our lives, we control fate by the way we live our lives, and based on that, we going to face the fate that we chose upon the way we live, so changing your life is also changing your fate.
Destiny, I think destiny is a choice, you can choose whatever calling or wish you have in your life and consider it as your destiny in this life, if you are working a 9 to 5 job and you think you have no destiny, well think again, you could go tomorrow and tell your boss that he can shove it up his ass and that you are quitting, and sell everything that you got, then go on and book one way ticket to Australia, land there and start your wild life survival course that you always wished to do and to learn.
Coincidence, coincidence is a weird mix of elements, which make it only weirder and weirder, like a freak of nature, I personally consider coincidence as freaky as black holes that we have in our skies, but somehow I think that we too got something to contribute to it, I always take coincidence as a funny incident was just waiting to happen, and I gave it an extra shove just to ease the way, that’s what coincidence to me means, now meeting a gay Norwegian pirate with a huge black dildo in his hand and a very fat lesbo Turkish lady, fucking each other with their Chinese and African kids watching the action, on a fucking first class royal Swiss airlines aeroplane, with your neighbor the quarter Muslim Egyptian, quarter Irish catholic, quarter Indian Hindu and a quarter Jewish Russian orthodox, that my friends is a fucking coincidence for me.
Luck, hmmmmmmm, luck for me is a catchy entertainment hobby that will keep you busy, trying to figure it out, and the more you try the more you waste luck in the process, funny thing is that you tend always to look for your luck in wrong places, ignoring the obvious places which always contain a ton of luck waiting for you to grab it. Luck can taunt, signal, shout and deceive you in a manner that disgusts you and make tired of believing in it in the first place, but then again I think it´s us who create the luck, luck is an open opportunity or window for some time limit and waiting for your hard work and determination to reach that window or take that opportunity. After that the window and the opportunity is gone and shut down for another time limit, NO ONE KNOWS WHEN IT WILL STRIKE AGAIN???
All these are part of the mixture of your life, and the older you get the more understanding and the more open minded you will get to them, you will figure it out, one way or another you will get it, but the key and the most crucial thing is when, when you will you get these and understand them fully, cause the later you learn the harder for you to adapt and to acknowledge and to be open minded about it, there is a beautiful saying by a an English psychologist ” if you knew everything, you would forgive everything´´.
I went back to Rotterdam is the city where I moved to when I joined the army, cause it was closer to me to army base, and I wanted to change atmosphere after the Amsterdam life, I rented an apartment near the Centrum of Rotterdam, it was fully equipped and mobilized just the way I wanted it.
I first came to my ma to say hi to her, but found her in a miserable shape, my nonno´s death caused more damage than I anticipated on her, but I managed to cheer her up a bit, and we both started joking with each other before we knew it, and I asked her how is Jackline, she told me she haven’t seen her in awhile now.
I went home called my friends to hookup and to do something, then one of them tells me that he saw jackline with her ex walking hand in hand last week, I tried really not to believe it and you always tend to try to make excuses for your love just for the sake to keep them around you.
I called her but her phone number was changed, I went to her home to see if she was there? She was there but not alone, she was with a guy, her ex, one of the guys who kicked my ass years ago in some after party fight.
I told her what´s going on? What´s this? In the same time trying my ultimate best to restrain mu fury and anger not to rip the guy’s heads off.
She said there is nothing, and the guy said that too with sheepish smile, we were just catching up with what happened lately in our lives, that´s all.
I still had my doubts but thought better of it, and went with game they played on me, and acted as I knew nothing, but I knew, I knew the most darkest secrets that they both had, cause after all am a soldier now and I handle stuff differently now than before, the perfect soldier is the one who collect Intel before committing an attack, and that could take minutes, hours, days and even weeks and maybe months, and that’s what I did with them before they even knew about it.