Fate vs. Choice

I had a wonderful discussion today about Fate versus Choice. Personally, I believe it is ludacris to believe that I do not control my actions. Anyhow, I was able to use a poem that I found many years ago to highlight my belief. I thought that it would be a great post.

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole.
I thank whatever gods may be,
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance,
My head is bloody yet unbowed.

It matters not how straight the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll.
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

Anonymous

I hope this makes you think about what you do. Stop making excuses about your actions. They are yours, so own up to them!

**************Here is the correct version, with the stanza I forgot:

Inviticus

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the Pit from pole to pole.

I thank whatever gods may be,

for my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance,

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance,

my head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears,

looms but the Horror of the Shade,

and yet the menace of the years,

finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how straight the gate,

how charged with punishments the scroll.

I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley