How strange but whole next week I went to work as usual, ate cereals for breakfast, had lunch at cafe, took myself home by subway, fell asleep and woke up. For some reasons I changed my mind. I wanted to live. And one of those days with cereals, job and subway… The pager beeped. There were digital numbers that looked like coordinates. According to the map, that place was at
«Tavrichesky» garden near one famous writer’s memorial. Under his right foot was lying a yellow parchment, which was similar to the letter I once found among my wife's stuff. Beyond any doubt, it had to be Arthur Poghosyan.
Fate
Fate and its place in human’s life worried the greatest minds for a while. This fate concept also hasn't ennobled the grey color of my everyday life by sterility of its absence. That's why me and my new Contact-Manager had a plan to face a challenge, according to which I will spend almost 37 years in complete isolation, having in my pocket only «Parliament Aqua» cigarettes and gingerbread. I ate my gingerbread much earlier before being isolated while title «Impotence» on cigarettes attracted my very attention. In hysterics, I tore up the contract right in front of Contact-Manager's face.
– You've ripped the contract…
– I DON'T CARE!
He wanted to object, but I spat at him and… Accidentally hit him directly in his mouth, that thing made him suffocate and cough for a long time. I used this moment to run out. This very evening, I got it: there is no fate at all.
Just like any religion, fate is an artificially grown concept, approved by the brain of the highest nexus in the food chain. It is like someone much more intelligent than human, pushes this golden connection between irresponsibility of his actions and wonderful opportunity to justify himself. This kind of friendly and warm hand, which helps to absorb an unpleasant and annoying feelings of guilt and anxiety. Fate in its core loudly screams that: «YOU DON'T HAVE THE FREE
WILL,» which is a great lie.
What is this all about? For what reason homo sapiens is that much in love with this fate conception? You know, maybe it is like a blissful salvation for a person, who just by nature between truth and lies chooses deception, illusions and sunglasses, in which pink shade of his own reflection with significant fanaticism will successfully emphasize his own attractiveness.