Composition of fate
Fate… An incomprehensible power that governs life… Probably, it still exists if people from ancient times still believe in it and even try to predict it. What is fate? A series of coincidences, coincidences or something predetermined? Is it worth arguing with fate or better submitting to it submissively? These questions for millennia do not give rest to sages of different nationalities. And there are no definitive answers yet. Yes, and will it ever be. “Fate sculpts and crushes as it pleases,” said Plautus. Well said… Another opinion of Montaigne: “Fate supplies us only raw material, and we ourselves are given to give it a form.” Also, it would seem, it is true, although fundamentally contrary to the previous statement.
Even the great ones do not have a common opinion on this score. How to be a mere mortal? To rise or to accept the inevitability? Everyone chooses for themselves. depending on the nature and way of thinking. And fate makes
On the other hand, it is foolish for a person, a creature possessing intelligence, to dwell in anticipation of something unavoidable. In the end, no one has yet proved that fate does not give us a choice. “Everyone is the blacksmith of his own destiny…” These words of Julius Caesar are a worthy answer to those who consider themselves a limp toy in the hands of omnipotent fate, who think that everything in life is predetermined in advance and nothing can be changed at all. Demosthenes was tongue-tied from birth, had a weak voice, short breathing, a habit of twitching his shoulder. The fate of the great orator was not at all amused. But
So, you can argue with fate, show her his right to freedom of choice. The main thing is not to give up, not to retreat before difficulties, to believe in yourself and your strengths, to create your destiny, and not to meet it without resentment. Fate is supportive of the strong. Yes, she’s shuffling cards. But we play them! “Every man is a blacksmith of his own destiny…” Words of wisdom. Words full of meaning. And yet… Caesar himself, according to legend, was predicted to die in the March ida (March 15, according to the ancient Roman calendar). On that day, 44, he really died at the hands of the Republican conspirators. An amazing, unpredictable thing is fate…