Meet My Id

Id and I were in the midst of an argument. I had said "be grateful, feel blessed, things happen for a reason," and that triggered the point of no return. We'd come too far to stop now.

"There is no reason, no 'look on the bright side' argument to this," said Id. "Things happen. You're either lucky or unlucky. Stop looking for a 'goodness' reason in all things. Accidents happen because they happen."
For a moment, I had a flashback to a favorite line from the movie "It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad, World," where Mrs. Marcus says with a know-it-all attitude "...These things happen? They only happen because this whole country is full of people who, when these things happen, they just say these things happen, and that's why they happen." That's it. Period. End of argument. Maybe for Id, it was the end of argument, but not for me.
"Yes, accidents happen because certain factors in the process of life come together at that particular moment in that particular way resulting in a particular outcome which you wish to call unfortunate. It may not be unfortunate unless you wish to make it unfortunate." I had to speak.
"Do you mean to tell me I am creating my own misfortune?" asked Id.
"In a way, yes," I said softly. I had to be gentle. My Id, much like me, is passionate about life. But we differ, my Id and I. " If you see yourself as the victim of a situation, then that's what you are. See yourself as being in that situation because you choose to be, and soon you'll see that life proceeds from your intentions for it. Life is a process of elements and factors, and the result of your thoughts about it, positive or negative, is a choice you make," I repeated.
"So, let me get this straight. I'm standing in a crowd watching a parade and a bird flying overhead drops a load and out of all the hundreds in the crowd, the crap lands on my head, and you're telling me I'm supposed to look on the bright side and be grateful because lucky me, there's got to be a good reason behind this because I just got crapped on!?" Id was mocking me.
"Precisely!" I beamed, ignoring his sarcasm. "Out of all the hundreds in the crowd, what are the chances that the bird would land a load on you!! How lucky you must be to be singled out. Imagine if that had been a gold coin that fell from the sky. Would you have considered it fortunate or unfortunate? So the point is to accept these things as a process of life, as a small piece of a larger mosaic and your struggles of fortunate and unfortunate will cease." I stood my ground.
"Accidents happen," Id mumbled.
"Yeah, but nothing happens by accident," I chuckled.

This I humbly speak.