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Do you believe in coincidence?

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 19:18
by elamanamou
I read this article and I thought it's a million to one chance


So do you believe in coincidence?


As a child we used to go to epsoms derby day every year. The time I'm going to tell you about was 1980. The whole family used to travel down about 30 members or so of our extended family. On this day my mum had somehow lost her wedding ring. The family searched everywhere for it but it was never found. The outing to epsom continues to be a yearly thing for our family but without my mother who unfortunately passed away in 1987. I was 13 at the time . I'm now 28 with 2 children of my own last year on our annual outing to the derby my son who was bored stiff started digging around the grass and pulled out nothing less then my mothers wedding ring proved by the ingraving inside made by my father.

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 19:29
by robertzombie
Mr. Eko said something very clever about fate and coincidence the other week in Lost. Unfortunately I can't remember it at the moment.

In my case, I don't believe that is coincidence, rather fate. It was meant to happen. I believe that everything happens for a reason, good or bad, and everything that happens has an answer that we will find the answer to sooner or later.

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 19:46
by elamanamou
Have you ever had the strong feeling to contact someone who you know out of the blue, just to find out that they are ill Or at the same time they were going to call you?

Out of the blue, you think of someone you haven't seen for ages, then you go somewhere miles away and bump into them.

Strange but it happens :urff:

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 19:49
by robertzombie
That hasn't happened to me... yet.

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 19:49
by scotty
robertzombie wrote:That hasn't happened to me... yet.
It has me............a couple of times :urff:

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 19:56
by elamanamou
Another spooky one

My friend Lynda died three years ago.When her hubby Murray was sorting out her bits and pieces, he kindly gave me a nice clock of hers.I had the clock a week, then it stopped at 2.45.When I mentioned to Murray that the clock had stopped at 2.45. He said "Thats the time she passed away" :urff:

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 19:58
by robertzombie
oo that reminds me! once me and my mums watches stopped at exactly the same time! :|

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 20:08
by scotty
I got an unexpected phone call one day from my Eldest Cousin Elaine, I hadn't heard from her for yonks and was thinking of her & her kids just minutes before, in fact, me and Mags were talking about them just minutes before she phoned.
I talked to her for about ten minutes, about five minutes longer then I should have as we were late in leaving to go to Galashiels, we said our goodbyes and promised to speak on a more regular basis in future.
Me and Mags then left, like I said, about five minutes later than we had planned, about half to Gala we were stopped by a really bad traffic accident, we missed it by about five minutes.

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 20:28
by christophe
I could tell lots of stories like that, my whole life is made by events like that.
but my englisch is too poor, I don't have the time and I simply don't feel like writing some down at the moment..

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 20:37
by James Blast
christophe wrote:I simply don't feel like writing some down at the moment..
that's a coincidence...

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 20:39
by eotunun
About twelve years ago, I phoned a friend. He answered the phone, the talk went something like
he: " :eek: Oh, you- um-- Hi! :eek: but that`s impossible!"
me: "What`s wrong?"
he: " :eek: Um-I can hear you, but that can´t be! I hold the plug of the phone in my hand.. :eek: It`s not connected!! I... :eek: How?..I mean.."
He was absolutely speechless.
A few days later I heard what had been wrong: His mother had bought an anwering machine that day, and put it into the cabinet on which the phone stood. She pulled the line of the answering machine through a hole in the back of the cabinet and left it on lying on top. Then she4 went to do some sports. When I called, my friend hadn`t seen the machine yet..
:lol:

Posted: 08 Jul 2006, 20:50
by Andie
fate is good..i believe that we're all here for a purpose...whatever that maybe



coincidence just gets in the way

Posted: 09 Jul 2006, 08:20
by canon docre
I'm a firm believer in coincidence. Everything else is esoteric rubbish.

Posted: 09 Jul 2006, 08:24
by smiscandlon
canon docre wrote:I'm a firm believer in coincidence. Everything else is esoteric rubbish.
How very German of you. :D :wink:

Posted: 09 Jul 2006, 08:58
by canon docre
smiscandlon wrote:
canon docre wrote:I'm a firm believer in coincidence. Everything else is esoteric rubbish.
How very German of you. :D :wink:
nope, just the voice of reason. :D :wink: Most Germans are believing in mysticisms too, btw. And remember, Romanticism was a German invention. :wink:
robertzombie wrote:In my case, I don't believe that is coincidence, rather fate. It was meant to happen. I believe that everything happens for a reason, good or bad, and everything that happens has an answer that we will find the answer to sooner or later.
what does it mean: "it's meant to happen"? Who or what wanted it to happen? And whats the result/the reason?

1. The clock stopped (=action) because it was broken.(=reason)

2. The clock stopped (=action), because it wanted to express it's mourning for the beloved ex-owner "Lynda" (=esoteric rubbish)

As Elamanoumou wrote: "there's a million to one chance." So there is a chance that the little boy finds the ring of his mother. It isnt that unlikely. Probably the family had always the same places at the Derby.

Posted: 09 Jul 2006, 14:25
by Ozpat
My grandmother was very religious. When she was about to die a candle with the portret of Maria Magdalena was burning non stop.

On the third day she died and the candle went out the same moment with her staring at it.
It was not blown out by one of the people present and there was still one third of the candle left.

So what to think of it? I don't know. My grandmother would have loved it :) .

Posted: 09 Jul 2006, 17:15
by emilystrange
i believe in a thing called love.. all else is apochryphal

Posted: 09 Jul 2006, 18:45
by elamanamou
In 1940, the Scottish pilot of a spitfire was fighting German aircraft over France and was about to fire at an already-stricken Messerschmidt, when he noticed a pair of white baby's bootees hanging in the plane's cockpit.

Realising in that split second that the German pilot was a father like himself, the scot lifted his finger from the firing button and as the German lifted his left hand in grateful acknowledgement, the Scot noticed that opponent was missing his third finger.


Years later, the Scotish pilot his wife and children were having a holiday in Bavaria, when they met a friendly family from Bremen.They spoke of their wartime experiences and the German father said he owed his life to a spitfire pilot.At first, not realising that he was talking to a man in question.The Scot looked down and saw the missing third finger.

Two families became firm friends and in 1980 the German's granddaughter was married to the Scot's grandson.


Yes Emily I believe in a thing called Love and fate

Posted: 09 Jul 2006, 20:12
by James Blast
<cue violins, heavenly choir etc.>

Posted: 09 Jul 2006, 20:21
by elamanamou
What a coincidence.Mr.James Blast is online :kiss: :lol: :innocent: