How not to Whale.

             So it is early in the morning, to most anyways. I don’t know what I am doing up at all. Just decided that a Maruchan Instant Lunch would help, but the fact that I am writing this suggests that it did nothing of the sort. I really do not know what is wrong. I’m not depressed or full of energy. I’m not manic, I have no mental problems. I just have insomnia I guess. Maybe I am nocturnal. either way, this is getting ridiculous, I don’t have any school work that needs to be done. I do not need food. I already said goodnight to my girlfriend. Am I really just nocturnal? It feels natural to be up this late. oh the tragedies of the college life.

I had a thought today. it is sort of metaphysical. I thought that maybe what I am living through is just a preview of what my life was to become, airing before my unborn soul. You know, like a movie or an epic. That’s crazy, but but it is a possibility. You can’t tell me any differently. Try to. It’s metaphysics. You will look like an idiot.

I also got into a discussion today about the ol’ free will and fate debate. Many argue that we have free will. I find that this is ridiculous. Although you cannot prove either of them to be true, it seems that the Idea of Fate is more bound to be true than the Idea of Free Will. I personally believe (although i am sure that I share this belief with millions) that free will is an illusion. Of course you have choices that you make throughout life. However, is it predetermined that you were to make these decisions? In that case, free will is a total illusion. Another reason I believe this is that the choices we make about whether we do or do not do something or perform an act of some sort is solid. In the past. It cannot be changed. Therefore there are no possible freedoms. Everything is solidified in time. All past is fact. The future is only cloudy because people are not omnipotent. I guess nothing is, because as far as I can see and feel and exist, nothing has changed. My actions in the past have resulted in who I am. 

I am sorry that I am rehashing an old metaphysical debate. It’s just late and I think I may be going crazy. Ha. Not really.

                                                   -See Ya