Meanings of “Believe in fate”

The other day, read one of my friend’s comments:

我们应当相信,每个人都是带着使命 来到人间的。无论他多么的平凡渺小,多 么的微不足道,总有一个角落会将他搁 置,总有一个人需要他的存在。有些人在 属于自己的狭小世界里,守着简单的安稳 与幸福,不惊不扰地过一生。有些人在纷 扰的世俗中,以华丽的姿态尽情地演绎一 场场悲喜人生。

If we should believe that everyone of us has a fate in this world, then the question normally lies for each one of us individually, if you, me, he or she think the fate of her is very clear for herself. Actually, the precise point of this “fate” question is for the individuals in this world to figure what is the fate for his or her own.

We can easily see the patterns of the different lives in this world, so it is easy to describe them.

And just to add a side note: I personally think, except the first sentence and the second sentence in the above comment offer good encouragement to the reader and author or anyone in general; the rest describe might now correct at all —- I think there is no such life that offer a life time feeling of peace, happiness, if take happiness means everything is fine; at least true happiness means it contains sorrow, sad and difficulties at times in our life; also I don’t think anyone want one’s life time ( it is possible though, for some temporary period of one’s life ) a sad-happy drama, and living through this by somehow can be described as luxury, or beauty.

The problem comes, when people face the question on her or his own. I must admit, I myself always feels this tension very regularly: For I believe in the Grace of God, and I often awe the mysterious way of the God works; so the doubts rises, “is this really just what my life will fold out? is this really my fate?” ask myself. Not too long, I realized that these questions are false and should not we ask the questions that we can’t answer. Continue reading “Meanings of “Believe in fate””

From “Code 2”

What will happen then? When you can choose between remembering a pass-phrase, typing it every time you want access to your computer, and sim-ply using your thumb to authenticate who you are? Or if not your thumb,then your iris, or whatever body part turns out to be cheapest to certify? When it is easiest simply to give identity up, will anyone resist?

If this is selling your soul, then trust that there are truly wonderful bene-fits to be had. Imagine a world where all your documents exist on the Internet in a “virtual private network,” accessible by you from any machine on the Net and perfectly secured by a biometric key You could sit at any machine, call up your documents, do your work, answer your e-mail, and move on—every-thing perfectly secure and safe, locked up by a key certified by the markings in your eye. This is the easiest and most efficient architecture to imagine. And it comes at (what some think) is a very low price—authentication. Just say who you are, plug into an architecture that certifies facts about you, give your identity away, and all this could be yours.