Someone mentioned to me how blessed I am.
I am not.
Accepting that thought implies that other people, all of the people that were hurt in this train, were not deeemed worthy of divine protection. This implies that I am special or better than them. I refuse to think that.
Taking random data and connecting random dots to create a pattern is foolish. It leads us to believe that if we line up special dots; like religion, touching wood or wearing lucky socks, the wholw univere will line up in our favor.
14 April 2014: Update.
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in al the world...
I am assigned to 2 different, unrelated studies. Two drug makers, two disease groups. one cancer and staph infection. Two sets of sites, one in the west coast (6 sites) the other one takes me from California to Iowa and Nebraska (32 sites). Today the manager for one study told me that one of our coworkers forgot to get a vital document from the site at the previous visit. I mean a terribly urgent legal document of which we needed the original signature. I happen to notice that out of all the hospitals, clinics, labs, in the entire country I am on the campus of the same university...and, out of the hundreds of buildings that make up the campus of UCLA, I happen to be across the street from the place. I walk over and who answers the door? the person I needed to sign the document. Disaster avoided. One manager could not understand how I got the document in 10 minutes, I had to explain it 4 times. She was shocked.
I can think that God build one building in 1976 and the other one in 2011 to make my job serendipitously easy today in 2014, and that all off time I happen to be here today
or
I can accept that despite the almost impossible odds of this happening, it did. It just did. To believe this happened by concidence is crazy, but that is what it is.
This is why I dont belive in luck, as I say:
Luck is the religion of the lazy and the faith of the unenlightened.
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