Followers of my blog may realize I am a believer in Fate. Every passing year has increased this belief to the point I now find it hard to understand how anyone could not realize Fate is the rider that pulls our reins.
Is who we are right now the result of an enormous number of chance occurrences, each of which is itself the result of the same?
Mathematically, those odds are not good. And those bad odds get exponentially worse with each iteration we follow the chain of chance backwards. Soon the odds of anything happening become so remote they become infinitely unrealistic.
To clarify what I mean let me provide you with a chain of events, specifically leading to my writing this blog post today. You may be the judge of their likelihood.
By chance my father meets my mother while his family is on a international vacation. They see something in each other. The vacation ends, but before it does they exchange addresses. They correspond {by snail mail}. The bond between them strengthens. Chance results in my father’s father relocating to The Federation of Rhodesia and Nyasaland. Chance dictates this is the country in which my mother was born and raised. My parents become engaged and marry. They conceive three boys, then me, then my twin sisters and finally my youngest brother.
Nothing particularly unusual.
Really? Let us consider the math. The average human ejaculate contains about one hundred and eighty million sperm. Statistically, there was a one is 180m chance of my conception. Let us call that number the HumanBase, for the base chance of existence of any human is at least that number.
However I am not a stand alone person, nobody is. Who I am is a combination of two things. Specifically my genetics and my circumstances. In this you are no different than me. So, considering only my immediate family, which is a ludicrously simplified way to consider this, who I am may be mathematically described by this equation:-
Charles = (180m x 180m x 180m x 180m x 180m x 180m x 180m x 180m)
or
Charles = (Mom x Dad x Piet x Chris x Jan x Libby x Sarah x Nick)
Simplistically speaking, I am who I am because of my parents, modified by my brothers and sisters, who are each the result of a similar equation.
More realistically, I am who I am because of my parents, modified by my interactions with every other human with whom I have come into contact, each of who may be fundamentally described as a HumanBase modified by a similar number of interactions.
How many atoms are there in the universe, I wonder? I wonder how many times that number would fit into the odds against either you, or me?
Mathematically speaking the odds against any one of us being who, when, and where we are at precisely this instant are infinitely great. Yet we are, and we are not alone.
What greater evidence of Fate do you require?
