Let me guess, you must be thinking, “Woah, what the heck?! Two posts in one week?!” You probably think I’m going through some weird Benjamin Button/Doctor Who time dimentia, but no. That is actually not the case.
Actually, I was reading a Greek mythology book and it was filled literally to the brim with a million different ones, but I went back to Oedipus and his gut-wrenching, literally excruciating life, and I was really disappointed.
The whole story is that Oedipus’ father, King Laios of Thebes gets news from some sort of a prophet or sooth-sayer that in the future, his newborn baby, Oedipus, will grow up and kill his father and “lay with his mother”, for lack of inappropriate words.
Naturally, Laios is a little disturbed, so he tosses his baby away and leaves him to die on a mountain. Some shepherds found him and gave him to the servants of another king, King Polybus. Obviously, sooner or later, Oedipus would find out about his fate, but since he didn’t know of his true origin, he thought he would kill Polybus and his wife.
Trying to thwart his unbelievable destiny, he left, only to be angered by some other guy. The only reasonable thing to do is to kill him, so he did, and then solved an impossible riddle set by a cannibal monster sphinx that terrorized Thebes. In doing so, he defeated the sphinx, and was grandly welcomed into Thebes as the new king.
Remember, he had not even the tiniest little clue that he was from Thebes, so he had absolutely no problem in marrying Queen Iocaste or Jocasta, whatever you want to call her.
After having three kids, he found out that the prophecy was true; the man he killed was Laios and Iocaste was his mother. (Now you know what I meant by “laying with his mother”. You can practically feel his disgust.)
Now, the whole point of this myth is that everyone has a destiny and no one can escape it, though Oedipus thought he could.
I think that whatever you want to do is pretty swell, and if it doesn’t hurt people, you should go for it. You aren’t tied down by your race, religion, skin color, even though people might say you are. They’re wrong. We might have discrimination, but when you have a talent, or a determination, it can’t stop you. And if you think it can, you’re wrong. Anyone who thinks it can, is wrong.
You make your own destiny; you write your own fate; and you create your own legacy. It’s up to you to make your life worthwhile.
And if you don’t believe me, you can listen to Natasha Bedingfield.