In solitary I question who I am
In company I know not who to be
Free will is a fantastical scam
I’ve never found an ounce of it in me
Whoever that may be, or does become
Whatever branch he doesn’t choose en-route
I’m on my shoulders like a loving son
A ride through life is closer to the truth
So if it takes me in or out the way
Up to a peak or further down as feared
I’ll have no regrets or words to say
On where my unique humble life was steered
Whoever I am, or do become
It is beautiful, that I am one.
Free will is a strange notion isn’t it? How we go about our lives feeling like we’re making all of our own decisions, when we often forget whether we’ve done something. Surely we’ve all felt that we’ve been on ‘auto-pilot’ for a time, but to what extent can our brains control us without us thinking about it, or even remembering doing it?
Let’s discuss this from all angles and perspectives, remember this is a community so everyone’s input is valued. I’d love to hear different religious or cultural attitudes to ‘free will’ from around the world, so please post your thoughts here and respect each other’s opinions. Debate but don’t attack. Thanks.
Whatever it is, it certainly isn’t free…