Some days I feel like I’m right in the middle of it, other days I think I’ve figured it all out rinse repeat roll a spliff
Fate creates paths, but do you really get a choice which one you take, much like asking if there is a god. I can't give you an answer. Certain paths, fate or otherwise, can only be taken if you break free of your anchor. The choice ultimately is yours. Do you leave the salt in the fridge or dare you take it out.
Good one, that. Asked my English teacher ar school once, if there were any great writers who weren't alcoholics or lunatics, and he said the evidence seems to be that Shakespeare was neither of those things. So, that shut me up. On the other hand; Keats, Shelley, Coleridge - opium addicts Scott Fitzgerald, Ernest Hemingway, Raymond Carver, - alcoholics Kurt Vonnegut, JD Salinger, Virginia Woolf - depressives
Quite a few people don't even think Shakespeare was a real person tbf So apparently he can be whatever you imagine him to be
He's the bloke that wrote the plays mate. Quite a few plays as it goes. Probably the most important figure in the history of English literature, in fact. Definitely existed, the plays didn't write themselves.
That's cos he's a better writer than you mate. Despite being written 400 years ago in a version of English that takes some getting used to, his plays make more sense than your posts, generally.