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21 February 2001 - by Scott Grafton Over the past week, I have been noticing a lot of strange coincidences. I believe these coincidences have to do with the existence of fate. Although it isn't a great thing to think about, there may be a certain extent to which we are not in control of our lives. Is there some invisible force guiding our lives? I do not know. Is there proof that such a force exists? Quite possibly. But, it may also be true that the facts at hand are stretched and skewed as to fit the classification of fate. Throughout the history of man, the existence of fate has eluded mankind. It has perplexed him with its uncertainty. Fate only exists because of the existence of strange coincidences. The most recent example of fate in the news today was the tragic death of NASCAR legend Dale Earnhardt. He was my favorite driver to begin with. It is terrible to see such a prominent figure go after he has created such a great legend. However, fate had to have its way. It was possibly fated for Dale Earnhardt to die that day in the car crash during the race. What makes this crash so odd is because it occurred on the very last lap, with his old friend and friend's son ahead of him, and his son behind him. Such a friendly race seemed to be the appropriate place for fate to end a legend. Right at the height of glory, amidst family and friends, doing what he loved doing best. Fate wouldn't have it any other way. It is also weird that years ago, Earnhardt lost a close friend at the same track in a crash. Under such circumstances, it makes you stop and think about whether fate actually exists. It could. Or it could be that I am stretching the facts to make them fit the mold of fate. I have also seen examples of fate in my everyday experiences. For instance, several years ago, when I played football for the Merritt Island football league, I was talking with one of my friends about broken bones. He told me that two years before that day, he had broken his left arm, bone piercing straight through his skin. If fate weren't with us that day, then it would've been irony. This is because not even less than 5 minutes had passed after that conversation, and my friend got called up to do a drill. Right at the start of the drill, my friend fell, and broke his left arm, again, just like how he had described his first break years earlier. I was shocked. The irony was too thick to comprehend. Maybe fate is irony. Maybe fate can be a thought or image in the back of your mind. That thought or mental image can then possibly occur because you are unknowingly carrying out that subliminal thought through your actions, bringing yourself closer and closer to making that thought a reality. Can it be possible that man has such abilities, but isn't able to realize them to their fullest extent? Maybe fate is a part of man, or a creation by man. We use less than 5 percent of what our brains are capable of. Imagine what we could do with one hundred percent or even twenty. New worlds may open up to us. It's kind of scary to think about what we might be capable of. I mean, look at us today. Thirty years ago, no one would have ever thought about digital TVs, microwave ovens, space stations, pokemon. This proves that there is much more we as a species can accomplish. Our worlds are basically limitless. Maybe controlling fate or discovering its existence will be another step in our evolution. Only time will tell. |