Could it be...
Could it be that my only function is to complete reality? Could it be that the squished bug, the ugly divorce, the hate crime, war, pollution, the grisly death, are all absolutely necessary for no reason other than they are happening? Could it be that the only decision I’ve ever had to make is whether to accept this or not? Accepting reality. Could it be that no other decision I’ve ever made carries any consequence at all? Could it be? Could it even be that those decisions were never really made? That if my only function has been to complete reality, that my function has therefore already been set?
Fatalism? Does fatalism allow for the acceptance of reality? Or is it relinquishing to reality? It seems to me that there is freedom in acceptance, bondage in relinquishment.
Could this be? Could freedom be as simple as simple acceptance? Could I, with all my theories, thoughts and cherished dreams, could I accept such a simple premise? Could it be that if this is the only decision I ever need to make, that it is as inevitable as reality itself? Could it be that even this decision is not mine to make?
Could it be?