Life doesn’t care if you see that it works this way or not. It’s still living you. There is nothing you must see or know in order for this to be the case.
I’m not talking about things being predestined; I’m talking about life life-ing in real time, perfectly, on its own, no exceptions, no input needed.
It’s like The Game of Life board game. You choose your car color. That’s one of the most important decisions you get to make.
You roll the dice and move the number of spaces the dice dictates. The dice decides.
You choose a card when the game tells you and do what the card says. It all unfolds in front of you.
Could it have been another way? Of course not! If you rolled a 4, you couldn’t have rolled a 6. To think you could have is a story…only a thought can make up a reality that is not this. There is no possibility of anything other than this, ever.
Of course you weren’t supposed to pick the doctor career card if you drew the artist career card. You weren’t meant to have three boys if you landed on the spots that gave you two girls, no matter how much you think you wanted those boys.
To make up a story that things could have been otherwise would be ridiculous.
In The Game of Life, there’s just what unfolds.
In this game of life too.
