destiny

To reach greater heights, we must refuse the negative opinions of people and passionately pursue your destiny.

You__e the one who has to live whit your choice" she says."Everyone else will get over it, move on, no matter what you decide. But you never will.

How do you know it is destiny? Because it is!

Stories continue in all directions to include even the retelling of the stories themselves, as legend is informed by interpretation, and interpretation is informed by time. And so I tell my story to you, as the Mariner told his: he, standing outside the wedding party, snatching at a passing wrist, paralyzing his victim with his gaze; I, standing with my family at the edge of this immortal forest. I tell this story because telling this story is what I must do.

Just because others don't understand your journey doesn't mean you're not on the right one. After all, it is YOURS!

You did not come to this world for an experiment but for an assignment written on the palm of your hand. Discover yours !

How can I possibly stop loving you when it's sort of predestined? _ Malcom Lowry to Carol Brown, 1926 (age 16)

There was for everything a possibility, an invisible pattern that could be made manifest given work and the right materials.

No.. You have wonYou can never loseI won't let you loseYou are destined to winYou are destined to live in prosperity ..and to tell you.. You have won my existence!!

And indeed if you think you're a genius at something what you achieve is very much according to your expectations; if you think you're no good, you're not going to get anywhere.

Life, here I come!' he said. And was immediately and fatally run over by a bus.

But I love you and I want you and I need you. Can__ you see that? This world has nothing to offer me if it doesn__ include you.

Determinism gives you the freedom to do whatever you like.

Why do you suppose I__ here?_ I asked him. Angel. A thirteen-year-old departed gangbanger. __ust __ause you__e supposed to be, I guess.

They have cast my life like dice, in a game that is not a game. The unusual erupted into my life like a storm; I mean unusual in my actual perception of things. Do not mistake me; I never desired things that are certainly harder to bear, and nobody asked me if I really wanted an extraordinary life. That is not entirely true; I was asked, in the way a child seeing a cake is asked if he really wants to eat it.

The unconscious fabric of human destiny had done with her, unraveling all her grievances and reweaving them as joyous circumstance.

An enlightened man had but one duty--to seek the way to himself, to reach inner certainty, to grope his wayforward, no matter where it led. The realization shook me profoundly, it was the fruit of this experience. I had often speculated with images of the future, dreamed of roles that I might be assigned, perhaps as poet orprophet or painter, or something similar. All that was futile. I did not exist to write poems, to preach or topaint, neither I nor anyone else. All of that was incidental. Each man had only one genuine vocation--to findthe way to himself. He might end up as poet or madman, as prophet or criminal--that was not his affair,ultimately it was of no concern. His task was to discover his own destiny--not an arbitrary one--and live it outwholly and resolutely within himself. Everything else was only a would-be existence, an attempt at evasion, aflight back to the ideals of the masses, conformity and fear of one's own inwardness.

Every event in life _ the rejections, the relationships, all the embarrassing things you do will lead you to the person you are destined to be with. You may want to change certain things about your past, but everything has been just another chapter in your book of life. If you don__ believe me, buy a book _ any book _ and rip out an entire chapter _ any chapter _ and read it. Now, get a full copy of the same book and read it again. Odds are you__l find that chapter pieced everything together the way it was supposed to be.