“He that is born to be hanged shall never be drowned”
-French Proverb
Each human shares two experiences, birth and death. Everyone lives, and everyone dies, it’s the general concept of life. In all honesty, these two factors are what bring mankind together. It is human nature for humans to gather and celebrate at births, and mourn over deaths. But the major question of this month’s blog is how is it decided when its time to bid goodbyes or say hellos? Does mankind determine his/her own destiny through choice, or is fate out of mankind’s control? There are two concepts of fate. There are those that believe fate is the development of events that occur outside of a person’s control, almost as if it was predetermined, and there are others that believe fate is determined through a person’s actions or choices.
Throughout the drama Oedipus, Oedipus is a dignified King of the land called Thebes after killing a sphinx. Although a great plague has come over the kingdom and the only way to relieve the plague curse, Oedipus must find and reveal the person in which is responsible for the former king’s death. According to the oracle, Oedipus was born into a predetermined fate, a fate in which the God’s planned. His birth was a sin itself, with it came fate. He was born to become the man in which killed his father, and married his own mother, as well as sleep in the same bed. Could Oedipus change his own fate, or is fate unchangeable? In the play, Oedipus’ parents take actions to avoid the oracle. They originally gave their son to a messenger and ordered for the child to be killed or taken somewhere in which the son would never return. This action was taken in avoidance to the oracle. But the question is was the action indeed already predetermined by a supernatural power, or was it the choice itself that led the king and queen to their eventual shame?
In today’s society, there are so many scenarios in which one can question who is in control of the fates. It is human nature to think about it. I find myself question events that occur. The most I catch myself pondering the topic is the place in which I feel most vulnerable, my car. I find that the places in which you think about fate the most are the places in which you fear the most. It’s not the fact that I am scared of driving, it’s the fact of how vulnerable I feel when I am driving, the fact that you aren’t in total control. Yes, you choose where you are driving. Yes, you have the choice of how fast you go, and when or when not to stop. But there are so many other variables that are out of your control. You can control your vehicle, but it is up to other drivers to control theirs. This concept is what makes every mother cringe when it is that age in which their children become exposed to this vulnerability. It’s one of the first moments in which mothers can’t protect their child from variables outside of anyone’s control.
Freak accidents happen everyday. Everyone has been stuck in traffic at one point because of an accident, whether it is small or big. It is human nature to pass an accident and say wow that could’ve been me. We always consider think what if… what if I didn’t spill my coffee on my trousers and have to go change real quick, would that be me? What if that crazy man pulled out right in front of me, and then drove ten miles per hour, could that be me? What if… What if… What if…
I personally believe that everyone has a predetermined fate in the end, but your choices can have a toll on your fate as well. From my personal driving experiences, ever since I began driving my mother has always told me to “Watch out for animals, especially deer, other drivers, and trees.” I would always laugh when she said trees because you just don’t hear about people having a tree fall on their car while they are driving. Of course the one day it happened to me as I was driving home from work. A huge branch fell right on my windshield, thankfully only damaging my windshield wipers. This incident in particular made me question fate. What is so funny about this memory to me is I specifically remember debating before I left my work parking lot which way I would take home. If I would’ve taken the other way would the branch still have fallen on me? When I look back at it now I really don’t think I could avoid having a branch fall on my windshield. I believe that everything happens for a reason. If the branch didn’t actually hit my windshield, I would’ve never taken my mother’s saying seriously. I believe that as humans we can determine the outcome of small battles that mankind has created. We only have a choice of our fate in society, not in the overall picture. It is kind of weird if you think about how connected you can be with total strangers. How you can affect a stranger’s life without even knowing them. Just think of how many people you have served at a job that you don’t know. It is such a small world. Fate is interchangeable. Fate is a vulnerability in which everyone ponders, and thinks about unconsciously.