What use is it to be wise, when wisdom profits nothing?
What use is it to be wise, when wisdom profits nothing?
Do you believe in fate? If someone offered to tell you how and when you were going to die, and there was no way to change it, would you want to know? What if someone told you this information anyway - would you change the way you live your life?
i don't think i'd want to know if there was nothing i could do about it. if they told me anyway then i would change my life. i think i mught belive in fate...i dunno.
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
yeah i understand, deep questions man. 
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
damn me and my rythmic responses. 
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
whoa dude, that's a cool attitude. 
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
I wouldn't want to know because then I would die of a heart attack or panic attack or something right before I would inevitably die, because I knew I would not be able to change it. Or I would die trying to change it.
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
amen brotha
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
TheWorldIsASubway wrote:Wouldn't it be part of fate if you found out your fate? And then whatever you did would be fate anyway. Anyone understand?
It's just the from Donnie Darko, once your fate is manifested to you, that means you are offered a choice to go with it or not. That's why our fate will not be manifested.
I do believe in fate, because I believe all the events in the world is calculatable (is that a word), only the variables that composes fate is infinate or at least beyond our ability to calculate, which is what chaos theory is about. I also believe in free will, and free will is merely one of the variables in fate. For example, you can understand a person entirely by studying his genes, psychological patterns and what not, then you can predict what this person would do in certain situations. This is fate, and even though you tell that person what's going to happen next, maybe what you predicted will no longer occur, yet this person's reaction, thus his fate, is still predictable by you.
See what I mean?
[Edit]As for the topic question, true, what does it mean to be wise when wisdom profits nothing. However man hasn't figured out what wisdom is yet.
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If someone told me they knew my fate... or something like that... i would definitely wanna try and not think about what they said....
I think that would be a major waste of the short time we all have on this planet if we lived in fear of something someone said that was going to happen to us that may not even come true.
If fate is real, then... i'd like to keep mine a surprise...
makes life more exciting
I think that would be a major waste of the short time we all have on this planet if we lived in fear of something someone said that was going to happen to us that may not even come true.
If fate is real, then... i'd like to keep mine a surprise...
makes life more exciting
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