I am Evile!

[wyld_dandelyon]

suricattus hath said so!  Does that not make it true?  After all, having read her books, and very much looking forward to reading more of them, I'd say she knows evil when she sees it.

However, this leads me to ponder the significance of a moment, and the significance in numbers, and other random and non-random things. 

I know that some of my friends would say that significance is only what we make of it--that me being someone's friend no. 666 on Facebook (especially on Facebook) is only significant because she posted about it, because she made it significant.  I suspect others would disagree, and say that some things (though probably not being somone's 666th friend on Facebook) do have significance, that they aren't random even though they might seem random.  For instance, I know a number of people on my friends' list read cards.

So, ontologically, which seemingly random things are significant?

This would be an easy question to solve if I was the protagonist in a story--
the writer could make of it what he or she wanted.  But in real life?

Are we the writers of our own stories? 

Can we always decide what's significant and what isn't?

 

Comments

[valdary.livejournal.com]

A recent survey found that the assessment of character and likely employment for sun zodiac signs had a small correlation with reality, but only among people who knew what their zodiac sign was.

A number has the significance the reader ascribes to it. Apart from its quantity as an integer it has no more influence than that. Besides recent research reveals that the original scrolls name 616 as the number of the beast, so 666 is merely a scribe error.

[smoooom.livejournal.com]

Funny, I read an article on this just yesterday. OF course we write out own story, we may not always have control over what happens to us but we do have control over what we do with it. We all know people who just sit and wail Why me? and others who take a similar situation and yurn it around and make it positive.

I've decided that for far to long I've been reactive not active. Life is what you make it, and I've been making it unhappy for quite awhile now. I'm not sure where to begin to tell the truth I've been wallowing for awhile now. One step at a time I guess. It's meant to be though two days in a row with the same question? We are the masters of our own destiny.