#fate

Before we proceed, I would like to define these words in my own terms: fate, future, and choice. I would say the future is the time ahead of us. Choice is the path we choose to take, while fate is destiny.

The main character of this animated film is Ne Zha. Due to unfortunate situation are for the twist of his fate he was branded as demon or monster from his birth. His parents kept him alive with the co

The block universe has way too many similarities to Calvinism for it to be a coincidence.

(The complete audio to this rant is posted at 4:20 EST on Substack. Here’s a preview. You can get the full length LP on the stack, or on Hive.) Maybe she won’t move-inn. Maybe she will. Universe will decide.

Hello World! Life is all about travelling. From being a liquid to a grown up human being, and then, turning into sand. What a weird start. But I am going to keep it; maybe the upcoming poets take it serious.

Our souls had reconciled and now our arms were beginning to catch up

I saw myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity

Our souls are tethered to some form of lovers' telepathy

We’re twin flames—soul mates seperated by Fate, but joined in mysterious ways

I saw a graffiti from the bus today, saying If the ocean wants you, it takes you. I thought that was a fucking cool thing to write on a wall. An unusual thing. It stuck with me, as I went. Some days, I

Too many coincidences for ithis to be anything else but Fate….

I’m going to get to the bottom of this mystery before it totally obsesses me.

This is impossible, I tell myself. Then, I begin to shake.

Coincidence or happenstance, expect you know I'm too nuts-o by much to ever call it mere coincidence. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, but sometimes you prick your ears too hard, and stuff starts happening

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The evening sank slowly over the factory, painting the sky in fading amber and ash. One by one, the workers drifted out through the rusted gates—shoulders heavy, hands worn, pockets carrying just enough

source I experienced something yesterday and it got me thinking about how the good people are often face with bad situations in this life. If we notice our environment properly we see that people who are

Once upon a time miHoYo brought us Furina. Then they did better.

I have a compass inside me that points me in the right direction