Thursday, January 21, 2016

An Old Fart's Thoughts on Fate and Love

Is it REALLY fate?


By now you regular readers of this irregularly scripted blog know your ostrich killer is a hyper-rational sort.  He does NOT believe in fate or any other deity-directed interventions in the affairs of interpersonal relations.

How, then do we find that 'perfect' one, the soul mate, the love of our life?

If we think about it, most of us will meet at - even a superficial level - on the order of one ten millionth of the world's population.  And from that number somehow we find our perfect mates.  Are we really to believe that somehow some external match maker contrives to put us each - the perfect person for each other - in our presence well enough that we decide on each other?

NO.

We are all capable of love of a wide variety of people.  We humans are vastly flexible, infinitely compassionate, and (most of us) incurably romantic.  It only takes meeting someone, exchanging thoughts and ideas and feelings with someone, to find out if we are intrigued.  From there - well, we all know where it can go from there.  It can happen anywhere, within the population of any assembly.  A college campus.  A workplace.  A church.  A high school.  A neighborhood.  A club.  Anywhere there are people.

It is, in your ostrich killer's life-long observation, the human inclination to fall in love.  It is inevitable if one lives among, and interacts with, people.  So - to those of you who read this blog and are looking for that someone, the way to find that person is to be among people.  I recommend your local church's bake sales, but that is only one possibility.  I don't recommend the local bars.  But that's up to you, of course, and yes there are people there, some of whom might be looking for you.

Be among people.  Meet them, listen to them, and - well, like I said, it's inevitable.

Too late for coffee.  Maybe a third beer?