I have of late been considering the idea of fate. It started quite unexpectedly a few months ago. Out of the blue I had an idea for an art installation. It seemed at the time to be concerned with Chaos Theory and intelligent design. What has subsequently become clear, or at least less unclear, is that it was or is about fate.
Not, I hasten to add, the it’s all written in the stars rubbish. No, I am talking about everything that happens being a consequence of something else and thus our own human actions are not as we like to imagine within our power to dictate.
Given a certain set of circumstances, combination of genes and experiences, we can only react in one way. So uncomfortable a notion is this for us to consider that most people refuse point blank to even think about it. Thus it seems to be true. There are none so blind as those who will not see.