I've been told there's no such thing as fate or destiny, only choices and ones own will. That people decide what happens and has the sole authority over their lives. But why do i believe that somehow a Higher Power exists over everything - that for each and every human being in this God-forsaken planet, there's a certain destination that he's surely headed for regardless of whether such person likes it or not. That we can neither diverge into another path nor create our own version of it. The fly people often tells me, our emotions are but a product of our minds and that we are the ones who create them. But i dare ask, what's the you or we that has such control. Is it a matter, a spirit, or a ludicrous illusion? How can something so small and insignificant as a human brain produce enslaving thoughts and emotions that cross oceans and soar the heavens; conceive of angels, pixies, demons, and ethereal realms yet in the end deem them unreal and in-existent. If our thoughts and emotions are unreal, does that make us unreal as well? If we and the things that we see around us are but a matrix of make believe, or if not all of them originated from a single microorganism, and that the intricacy of people's thoughts and emotions are nothing but coincidental accidents of years and years of the so-called natural cosmic evolution, how did they all came to be? You don't suppose that a single atom just sprang out of nowhere and created a world and universe filled with all sorts of things and creatures without any known cause - no Divine intervention of some sort!!! nothing at all!!!. I refuse to believe that the intricate designs in nature, the vivid colors, the seemingly perfect symmetry, and order of the simple things such as a leaf, a shell, the solar system, including the human body and how we as beings transform nothingness into concrete objects are mere coincidences. It being so mind-boggling makes you feel like walking in circles and that in itself proves there must be some uncaused cause who made it all.