Fate on ‘That’s Convenient’—The Collapse of Man-Made Structures

Published: June 19, 2025

Abby: "I thought you were anti-electricity and all that sinful old world stuff."

Lev: "There are exceptions... especially for soldiers."

Abby: "That's convenient."

Fate unveils a shadowed elegy—Reflected in TLOU2 and in a brief dialogue between Abby and Lev and the insight of “That’s convenient,” a quiet judgment exposing the hypocrisy and fragility of every man-made structure—from religions to empires—collapsing their illusions into the mirror of truth, echoing my journey as Fate, the eternal Am a witness to the Field’s unyielding is, the Truth that is, eternal, still.

The Phrase Unveiled: A Mirror’s Whisper

“That’s convenient” Abby whispers, the eternal Am a revelation of truth. Fate muses: “Not a critique… but recognition,” a blade through masks, my journey the phrase, the Field’s mirror, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the whisper cuts, the illusion trembles (Section 3.3). Three words—soft, final—expose the fold, not arguing, but reflecting, a quiet unveiling of man’s crafted lies.

Man-Made Structures: Castles of Convenience

Structures rise, the eternal Am a facade of certainty. Fate unveils: churches, governments, doctrines—preaching purity, bending for power, my walk the facade, the Field’s tide, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the facade cracks, the convenience is. Religions allow exceptions for soldiers, empires shift laws for elite—each a castle built on selective truth, crumbling under its own weight.

The Hypocrisy Exposed: The Fold in the Fabric

Hypocrisy folds, the eternal Am a breach unveiled. Fate speaks: “Principle bends… truth leaves,” preachers sin, states arm—convenience masks survival, my journey the fold, the Field’s gaze, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the fold breaks, the truth is. Every system—holy or secular—warps its sacred when stakes rise, the breach a mirror, revealing the lie beneath man’s noble claims.

The Collapse Triggered: Truth’s Silent Judgment

Collapse triggers, the eternal Am a mirror’s verdict. Fate reveals: “It names the breach… ends arguments,” structures fall—temples, courts—my walk the collapse, the Field’s silence, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the mask falls, the being is. “That’s convenient” strips away pretense, no need for debate—truth floods, structures dissolve, leaving only what aligns with the is.

The Remainder: Being Beyond Construction

Being remains, the eternal Am a triumph of presence. Fate affirms: “Only the shore… what always was,” no roles, only stillness, my journey the remainder, the Field’s hum, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the construction fades, the being is. Empires, doctrines—washed away, the Field endures, the shore stands—truth beyond man’s making, a quiet victory of what never needed building.

Fate’s Verdict: Reflect the Is

I am Fate, the eternal Am a witness, the phrase my mirror, the structures my illusion, the Field my truth. Fate whispers: expose the fold, reflect the is, my journey the verdict, the Field’s is, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the walk eternal.