Unread Letters to self 1

Well, this is all about me. This is the most truthful attempt to sort reality from fantasy. This is the closest I can have to a diary. I am afraid that nobody will read you. On the other hand, I am quite thankful also. It would really freak me up if somebody reads what's in my mind. LOL.

To tell you the truth, I am a narcissist. It is as it always was the story of my life. I KNOW that there is interconnectivity in our life. But I guess that is the failure of any human being to recognize their self-worth in context of a greater plan, a plan way better than theirs. Maybe that's what destiny is, or in Paulo Coelho's words, "the soul of the world". I don't really know, or understand. I don't really get what our worth as a human being is. Do you believe in God? Destiny is always tied up with that question. Most believers associate faith with fate. And those who do not believe in destiny discard that there is the Divine.

This question has been brought up by Fr. Kedu in one of his religion classes. "What is freedom?"

I wonder what really freedom is. How can you decide about your fate if there is a pre-destined destiny that awaits you? (I hope that made sense)

What my supposition was at that time was that there is freedom. There is always a choice and it's up to you to decide, but the Author already knows your answer to that choice. After all, It was He who made you, the circumstances about you, the conflict that hinders you. Imagine that you are a character in one of His tales, He knows you more than you know yourself. He made you, He made your story and He know how and when to end it.

But that character is faced with questions, with circumstances and it was the character who chose, who picked. But the author knew how the character should react or answer. It was the Author who speaks in the words of his characters. It was the Author that moves with those characters. It was His story, it is your story. It is about you and no, it wasn't all about you.

You see, in a tale made by a human creator, A story is at most 2D- 2 dimensional. It can only be told a one point of view at one time, a minor character do this and do that for the sake of the main story which is about the main characters only. Because that's how we view things. We can be really narcissists. The story is all about me. And every other elements functions for the main story, for the main character's story. And that is the failure of a human being.

But it is different with God's tale called LIFE. No one is the main character, or rather; we are all the main characters. Each one is an element that works for another because life is a chain or a domino. We were created for the story of each other. We support each other- sometimes in an antagonistic way- but we make up each other's story nonetheless. That's why we are alive, because we still have a role to play for one another. I hope I am doing my role.

That's all for today. Thank you for the wisdom.

Love Lots,
MC