"Consider the fact that for 3.8 billion years, a period of time older than the Earth's mountains and rivers and oceans, every one of your forebears on both sides has been attractive enough to find a mate, healthy enough to reproduce, and sufficiently blessed by fate and circumstances to live long enough to do so. Not one of your pertinent ancestors was squashed, devoured, drowned, starved, stranded, stuck fast, untimely wounded, or otherwise deflected from its life's quest of delivering a tiny charge of genetic material to the right partner at the right moment in order to perpetuate the only possible sequence of hereditary combinations that could result -- eventually, astoundingly, and all too briefly -- in you."
So, basically, you are reading this blog at this time because you are meant to do it at this time. What does it say about people who walk in and out our lives?
What makes you connect to someone a 1000 or 15000 km away from you? Is there truly a meaning to this madness? Some sense to this chaos we live in?
Do we really not have anything in our control? Or have things happened because they were in our control and we made them happen?
Like, you are reading this blog because you saw the link at the time and you clicked on it - you were meant to be on this page? But at the same time, you were on this page because *I* created it.
What were the forces of universe that got us together at this time?
Should we try to find a meaning - a reason - to why is this happening - or - should we just see how it evolves eventually?
Like, let the fucking universe do its fucking magic?
Btw, if you're listening, universe, for a change, work *FOR* me. Okay?