Life is a random fate.

My life is kind of set. From Monday to Saturday, I have to work in the morning and take classes in the evening. If I have any extra time, I will play with my kids. And on Sundays, I will stay with my kids all day to compensate the missing time. It is concept of teleologica time. Time is like one-dimension of sequences.

I am not a fan of any social network websites. I still trust the old school of networking, like knowing people through friends or coworkers. Although I have a Facebook account, I ususally don't vistit for two or three weeks. And I only talk to the friends and coworkers. Twitter is very similar to Facebook. I signed up just for this course.

However, I gained unexpected experience from Twitter. From it, I knew what my friends' daily activities were. I virtually shared their emotion and feeling. Mutually, I expressed my thought to them. Sometimes, some post did let me have some deep thought. For example, there was a post by Pyi that Budda said, "We are what we think. All that we are arise with our thought. With our thoughts, we make our world." It is a very good example of stellar time, in which our life is interwined with others. Someone's activities will affect the others.

But Twitter's experience did not alter the course of my life. I still do the same routine job and go to school, which my parents always find their puzzle about. They think that I should focus on working and raising kids, then grow old. They always say: "Life is the road from the beginnig of birth to the end of death. And the road is preset by the heaven." However, I think that life is a random walk. My wife is not my first lover. My kids are not quite planned. My career is not my favorite subject. It is like chaotic time concept, which states that everything occurs randomly.

The garden of forking paths is a fascinating story. It begins with a trivial notice that British troops postponed their attack for a few days. Then it explained why the attack was suspended because of a English professor who was a Chinese sending the message which told the German army the exact location of English army's artillary. What a mess! Next, the story revealed how the Chinese sent the message by killing the person whose name was the same as the town of English army' artillary. It happened that the murdered person loved Chinese culture and had a zeal to create a maze. All the coincidence were connected to make this wonderful stories. Thus, the author intended to illustrate that life is set for a certain fate but random or chaotic events will happen during the course.