of foosball and fate.

foosball.

whoever invented this game, deserve a hall of fame.

this is the epitome of an uncontrolled mechanism over a controlled environment.

a sense of controlled to a certain extent.

the ball rolled over and the only way to hit it is by a string of players fixed at certain position with a forward and backward movement.

i would like to think that this game represents our life; we have controlled over what happened to us but not what happened around us. situational experience requires us to bend and mould our life in order to gel with the unexpected elements that is fate as we called it.

do we have control over fate? or does fate actually gives us the capacity to chose? does fate merely asking us the question of what you want to do? i would like to believe that we have control over what we choose based on the choices given by fate.

"manzek, this is the situation. a) if you choose A, this is what will become of you. b) if you choose b, this will happen to you". i would imagine that this is the sort of q that fate would asks of us.

or, is fate actually a reflection of our brain neutrons working cohesively with our emotion to decide on things that needs to be decided? if that is the case, then fate is just a romantic notion of not having control over a controlled situation.

foosball and fate; 2 similar differences over the notion of taking control; power.