Picking up a cup of coffee?
Who is to blame? Is it the nerdy Mr. Genes in the laboratory? Is it the white-bearded Mr. Destiny who lives in the clouds? Or is it Entity, the parasite that attaches to our minds and says "Do!"
Sorry, my entity was destined to turn on my sarcasm gene.
Lol, I did it again.
What is destiny in the first place? I'm getting the impression that you all think Destiny is a set of commands that we, the mindless computer who know nothing but 0 and 1, perform. Sure, this sounds like a great idea, if you don't consider will.
Maybe our destiny is a 100% accurate predictor of our actions resulting from our will. Maybe our Destiny knows what action we'll make. Maybe that's what destiny is.
Our brain is a mass of tissue that looks ugly once we actually see it. I don't think it controls us. If I'm being controlled by something, it might as well be pretty.