The predisposition of our lives are interwoven long before our beings come about. The best description of such a vantage point it to compare it to a quelm. The varied interweavings of the many facets of our lives. The people and events which encompass us all and make up the innerlining of what is to become the end result.
For those of us whom believe in the inner workings of the Fates, a mythological group of women who weave the various lives and events in everyones existence, come to excuse everything as being that of the Fates. It must be fate, often a person will say, when things occur. As though the events for which occurred could not be helped, that we as humans have no directional choice as to the sanctity of our own well beings.
However many also believe in the fundamental option of living through various lives until we get the lessons taught correct. Basically, getting all our ducks in a row, having learned our lesson, we then get to move on to a higher existence, the name of which is sacred and varied, depending on ones religious viewpoints. It is this fundamental belief which brings hope that should the current life you are encompassing not be fulfilled, that you may come back again and try until you get it right. But who's to say that the next life you will come back as a human? Some assume that their embodiments are solely human, however vary from one sex to another for each life. Perhaps they have a young soul, having not so many lives lead in the past. Perhaps they have an old soul. They have learned much but still keep coming back as their mission is still incomplete. But who's to say we don't return as something more or less, depending on the viewpoint? Who's to say we don't come back as the willow tree in the middle of the meadow? Or that cockroach which outlives mankind and must see what man has done to this rock we call earth. Who really is to say?
Many people have shared with me over the years their viewpoints on life on other planets. How can I not believe in life out there? What makes me think that we are the only ones in existence? How can I possibly be so narrow minded? Simple. Faith. I do not have the faith they have. I am of scientic mindset that states quite simply, show me proof. You say there is life out there. Prove it. I am a skeptic first. A believer second. Recently scientists discovered a star which went out. Their theory is that the star was sucked up by a black hole. However the data received came to us via 13 billion years ago. So I say, how do we know that all those stars for which we look upon are still in existence? Perhaps they too have burned out, but due to the light years it takes for the data to reach us, they are currently not there. Perhaps only the galaxy called the Milky Way is the only one still alive, so to speak. And as far as scientists know at this point, the planet Earth is the only one with life out there. I'm not saying that life has never existed. I'm saying, I do not believe it currently exists.
And as for my skeptisism, this has always been the case. I have never stated that ghosts do not exist. I just do not believe all people see what they believe to be spirits. So many people state they saw something when in fact the "orbs" are nothing more than particles of light floating about. I have "seen" paranormal activities myself. However I am one of those who must experience the phenomenom in order to give it credibility. Example: Within a year or two of moving in to my current home, the children would comment that they did not like to be downstairs alone. At the time, we had the entertainment room down there. One person after another would tell me of things occurring, however I believed them to be "pulling my leg" as the expression goes. Finally, one night, I was downstairs watching TV with the family. I was instructed as to where to sit so that I might catch what they have all been experiencing. Finally, I saw it. The figure of a man would walk up & down the stairs. As there were only four of us living in the house & we were all downstairs, I knew this to be impossible. I searched the house to explain away this phenom, but no explanation was found. Other occurrences have also come about. Over the years, these spirits have made their presence known to me. Sometimes I am surprised, but never do I fear them.
Other paranormal activities have occurred for which my friends have told me about. And yes, I doubted them. The existence of demonic aparrisons, spirits envading their bodies, the ouiji board moving on its own with the aid of their hands... to me, all fabrications. Do I believe in "magic"? To a point. Too many times as a youth I was "played for a fool" as the saying goes. I was the brunt of jokes, tricked, lied to, and teased for being so gullible. By the time I reached secondary school, I no longer believed what I did not experience myself. I no longer took on face value, base my believes on faith. And with that, went my believe on organized religion. I was pretty much an atheist from 15 years of age until 19 or 20. Then I fell into various believes of my own. I learned about Satanism. I learned about Paganism. I even encompassed various aspects of what layman would call gypsy beliefs. I read tarot, learned runes, even taught myself scrying and candle magic. I do not pray to Allah, the Christian God, or anyone in particular. I do not think my afterlife means that I travel up to Heaven, or Valhala or any place such as that. When we die, we die. Perhaps our souls live on. Hence, ghosts that are stuck in this plane. The souls need to cross over or move onto a new exhistence. No one knows for certain what happens. I have heard people tell me they saw no light when they died and came back. They stopped believing in their Christian ideals when this occurred. Myself? I have died a few times, I have been told. I was none the wiser. Had I not been told that something occurred while I was "out" I never would have known I had died.
So, as I began to say, our lives have been predisposed to a set of interweavings set by the Fates. I believe this. We do not know where life will lead us. We do not know whom we will meet along the way, what lessons we will learn, however one way or another, we all die. We are born, we procreate, we live and we die. This is fact. Fate? Maybe... call it what you will. That's life.
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