The tragedy of Fate

 

The tragedy of fate is the drama of life where the predictive downfall is caused by a force beyond once control, such as a predetermined destiny of pollution through wasteful living.

Everybody is their worst enemy, where the hero's own choices lead to his ruin.

 The living Oedipus complex and attempts to escape once fated destiny are the stories in many movies and stories where a character's fate is fixed and unavoidable, with attention to make the tragedy more profound with false honor.

The tragic of fate is the effect that comes from the conflict between a powerful will and the inferior complex with the futile attempts to outwit the divine order.

The greatest conqueror throughout history could not conquer themselves with the inward realization that outward things matter very little, for every failure follows upon a weakness from within.

The tragedy of fate is based on contentment which raises the intellect above the strife for worthless things and beyond the limitation of values to proof once status of human nature.

The force of life is the constant development of inward resilient and the power it calls for, as long one is open to adapt to its changes.

The complexity of the psychological dilemma being torn between past, now and future needs revaluation all the time, or impotence is the result and one experience the tragedy of fate.

 The Oedipus complex is depriving the self from the divine inheritance and gift of divine intuition and by some stroke of destiny by denying once identity to it and created once undoing by false beliefs.

The persona and its image of effort as social image is ever only a part of once total being and it is well known that destiny does not operate in half measures, regardless of many people supporting the individual.

The divine comedy in the life of the individual is the fooling of the self by egocentric impulsive acts, where the screenwriting of the least resistance does not make any sense to the ego.

The outward status quo and its brutal maintainer of being are not an easy performance as habit, whereas the inherited gift of a perceptive mind has no conscious struggle. 

The less one knows and truly is, the bigger the performance of a rigid tragedy that becomes the pretences act and a public confession by the impulse in act, one can observe.

The tragedy of fate is the dance with destiny to the rhythm of ancient times and ones feet knowing, what to do.

Illusions are the mirror in the tragedy of fate that follows upon some limited outlook and cracks of distortions; beyond the frame of the mirror one expands the facts to touch reality.

The words that hide reality do not know, when one begins at the end, one will arrive at the beginning.

One can never be sure of anything in the world of illusion and talking to the tragedy of life to take directions which will lead to the opposite end. The tragedy of fate and life touches more then all the teaching in the world. The tragedy of fate wears a t-shirt that says, ‘heavenly reason does not agree with earthy reasons’.

The tragedy of fate rides the dark horses through the valleys of unconscious dreams, where a bad nature is the image of the immortal battle, where love has lost its meaning.

The pleasure to tease with the tragedy if faith, will find its time to proof, what worth is lost to cover that cost.

In the many forms of love like passion are the ballrooms where the tragedy of life socialites, where the balancing act is the keynote.

The tragedy of life knows that beauty has no power, but is the possessor of it at any time to the leading hand in harmony.

There is more compassion and kissing in the tragedy of life as in the happy ever after, maybe the quest for life is to give ignorance a hard time.