Present, past, future ... What is time? Is a person a full participant in this “action”, or are we just the silent “subordinates” of Her Majesty of Fate? It is not possible to give a definite answer. Some people believe that time is an irreversible movement, flowing in only one direction - from the past through the present to the future, and a person is free to choose how to swim along this course ... Others believe that the future is a blank sheet of paper, and ours desires, thoughts, actions - these are the colors and shades, by mixing which we ourselves create a picture of life. However, there is an opposite opinion - belief in blind fate, that all events are already destined for us, and a person is not free to choose. What does Fatum mean ...
The inevitability of fate
Once between the Roman emperor Domitian (51-96 AD) and the famous astrologer Ascletharion, a conversation took place about the inevitability of fate. The emperor asked what the stars said about the last minutes of the life of the soothsayer. The answer was unexpected - his demise would come soon, and a pack of dogs would tear his body apart. Domitian laughed and immediately ordered the killing of the fortuneteller. On the same evening, during a pompous dinner, the emperor bragged to his friends about his resourcefulness and courage, because he managed to circle his very fate around his finger and change his destiny. All those present supported the ruler with more than one glass of wine, with the exception of one person, the mimic actor Latina. He was gloomy and silent. Domitian drew attention to this and asked him what had happened, why did he not share universal glee? To which the actor said that just today he was passing the square where criminals are usually burned, and he saw the body of the astrologer brought. The bonfire could not be ignited. He constantly faded from strong gusts of wind. And after some time, the comedian saw a pack of wild dogs tear to pieces the corpse of poor Askletarion ...
So what is our life - fatum or freedom?
And if you imagine the life of an individual person as a kind of journey, say, by train, from point A to point B? Here the passenger sits by the window, lazily sips tea with lemon, and successive species swiftly pass by - a forest, a river, a bridge, sown fields, cities ... He cannot see a lonely tree or a large stone on the side of the road in advance. He will notice them only in that brief moment when they will catch up with him. However, this does not mean at all that the tree and the stone did not exist until this moment. They were always there. It turns out that the events happening to us in the future are not born and are not formed as a result of something or for something, or rather, they really appear for certain reasons. A causal relationship exists, but all this is already “present” in any case, like the parallel-laid steel rails, which are so necessary for the movement of the train, the well-thought-out route of the trip, and the landscapes due to meet on this path ... In other words, it’s impossible to influence or change the event in the future, as it is impossible to reconsider actions in the past. They are uniquely interconnected, but from the moment they were born, they have already been recorded in the script of human life. Hence the very concept of fatum. This is fate, predestination, both with a plus sign - a fortune that brings good luck and joy, and in a negative sense - rock endowed with malicious intent and treachery.
In the occult sciences, they consider such elementary properties of fatum as completeness, correctness in relation to matter and hierarchy. Checking these things is difficult, rather, even impossible. Therefore, the main properties of Fatum will be considered irreversibility and immutability.
But what is freedom?
Freedom, in the sense that a person understands it — the ability to independently determine and choose one’s life guidelines is nothing more than an illusion, the greatest error, and quite dangerous. With the definition of a clear coordinate system for the continuous flow of time - second, minute, hour, day, night, day, and so on - a person was drawn into a kind of game. The single picture is divided into parts, and we, like children, collect all the pieces of this puzzle together. At first glance, it is exciting, interesting and helps to navigate in the material world. And on the other hand, a man is grabbed by the hand, and he involuntarily becomes a hostage to this entertaining "game." It is difficult for him to part with the past, doubts about the present hold down movements, and persistent fears of the future appear. And no matter how much we convince ourselves that there is nothing to fear, no matter how much we put up new, more durable doors with a thousand locks, and do not cover the cracks around, various anxieties and fears, replacing each other, still find a loophole and crawl through. Why? If we took responsibility, weighed everything around, measured it, calculated it and, at the end, gave a definition of everything to everything, then it means that we are able to manage this big “farm”. And here, naturally, a trap lies in wait for us. A proud mind has neither the knowledge, nor the spirit, nor the ability to “stand at the helm”, and at the same time, it can no longer turn back and abdicate the “ruler of destinies,” and is imperceptibly in the hands of a fatum. Is this freedom?
But what if we initially admit our imperfection, insolvency, accept it, but not only as a flaw, but as our amazing and inherent dignity. What will happen then? Perhaps then to be in the power of Fatum - this does not mean to be under the unbearable burden of being, to shudder at the words “evil rock” or to renounce freedom and become, as they say, a slave of fate, and this means living an amazing life without looking back at the past, experience, stereotypes, opinions of other people, and without suffocating fears of the future. Do what you must - and what will be. Be responsible for every step you take, but not out of fear, but out of love, and then, probably, the strength of the Fatum is a powerful, irresistible, but the same "tailwind" that all sailors wish before starting a long voyage.