Take last Friday for example, the thirteenth, and think about all the karma or lack of it associated with such a date. For that matter, think about karma itself, for what is karma if not fate?
Traditional customs, superstitions, obeah, doens, La Diablesse, all are part of the folklore of our region and the analogy exists in every known society. Today being March fifteenth, I am reminded of the soothsayer in Julius Caesar who uttered the memorable line "beware the ides of March". Perhaps a little superstition of my own?
Not really.
Superstition and religion are closely linked. Some say that religion is superstition. Some who I respect and admire hold such a view, so I am left to ponder the choice between embracing the idea of a supreme being that I cannot detect with my senses as reality, as opposed to my firm non belief in ghosts and spirits and omens and signs and obeah and such rubbish.
Come on man, show me a ghost and I'll believe; show me the witch flying on the broomstick and I will do what she says for fear that she will burn down my house. Just how much of a fool must I be to believe in such rubbish which folklore has handed down to us?
The truth is a lot simpler: we are each and every one a product of our lives and how we handle them. Sometimes fate intervenes, but we each have our fate and fate is karma and karma is out of our control, so when bad things happen we deal with them and hopefully live to smile and laugh another day, and forget about superstition and omens and somewhere along the line keep on believing there is a God.
Talk about paradoxes.
Anyone ready to come to my next Friday thirteenth party?
