Is it fate that throws us together, into this strangled tryst that we call life? Thus confining the explanations for every occurrence in our lives to mere chance and fortune? Or is there somebody, up there,who sets up meetings and events and the like, such that our lives are more bountifully blessed and that we may live them for the better?

Perhaps, as everyone likes to say, we hold the key to our own lives, and no one other than ourselves has the right and the might to affect its bearing.

Me? I believe in a mixture of them all. Scientific evidence supports the arguments for some, but how do you use science, to explain chance? Logic, reasoning, science - they provide a firm foundation for my feet to stand on, but often clash with gut feeling, instinct, and purely human emotion. You may liken it to the Earth Deity's staff hooking on to one of my feet, while Cupid with his tiny wings beating furiously is doing his best to lift me off the ground and into the clouds where the Cotton Candy Castle exists. Then again, the earth deity's not a very good representation of science, is he now. Hm sorry getting lost in my own thoughts.

People preach about the virtues of patience, but shake their heads in disagreement when one over-displays ... doggedness? stubborness? determination? A true heart? Whatever you may call it, they all require a great amount of patience.

Patience, to be The Man Who Can't Be Moved. Nice song, that.

And if you love the girl man, light up a torch
Blaze a trail, to her front porch.

Kiss her 'til your lips are scorched,
'til the rain comes down on you.