It might just be an inferiority complex that produces a reticent communication. Or..there could be something more, unbeknownst to involved parties. Due to years of blindness, confusion, and ignorace, the mind is warped, but stronger than ever. Ready.
Destiny is a touchy subject, as well as fate. It can be felt as to be determined by a devine being, or a path that your own free will chooses. In one aspect, destiny is chosen through the paths we take day to day leading us up to certain events. In another, destiny is a fixed path that you're constantly traveling down, putting the pieces together until intuition kicks into the smooth sailing mode that I view as ideal. So what do we make of this ultimate prophecy ? Persuaded by a prognosis that is possibly a projectile. Alliteration makes me smile. Destiny makes me beam.
Amor fati. The "love of fate" or "love of one's fate." Is a comparable phrase for the ideals trying to be portrayed. Constant hardships are as beneficial as fortunate forthcomings, and all lead back, or rather forward to destiny. As a determined advocate of figuring out one's destiny, all events, and expressions are percieved in a similar manner. As if they were supposed to happen. It happens to be an unavoidable awareness that vindicates every moment throughout the day. No objection here, only embrace.
How do we know if ultimate purpose is acheived ? Premonition?
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