and might it have conceivably been a kind of arrogance that caused one to cling to the idea that each snowflake was so inexorably important to the flawless and pristine order that simply must underscore the very mechanics of the cosmos , that fate , itself , had meticulously and unflinchingly defined the properties that constitute that snowflakes essence , as well as its inclination to drift , ever so delicately , as to render absurd the very notion that the snowflakes existence could begin and end a microsecond too early or too late , or for that matter , that it could somehow deviate from its predetermined course , thereby , unraveling the very fabric of all space-time ?