Life is but a crazy whirlwind of possibilities. Some say that life is a wheel. Sometimes you're up... other times you're down. Some people believe that you life is in you hands while others claim that fate has already been written ling before you were born.
But i've always wondered... if fate has already been written, then why do people even bother working? Why strive for a better life for your family's future, or even for your own? If God knows what will happen next, then how come he gave us free will? This is the greatest paradox of life.
I believe that we are given free will to be able to forge our own destinies and make our own choices. But i can't help myself, sometimes, from thinking that life has a funny way of playing with us. There are unexplainable things that you will notice along life's twists that will make you wonder... had our destinies been trully written... then how come we feel like we've made our own choices? But after those choices have been made, destiny has a funny way of showing us that we might have made the wong choice. There are things that are too far-fetched to think that it was a total coincidence.
Life is a series of trials... a myriad of choices to choose from... which path to take, what to do next, where to go from here... is there really a choice to begin with? Do we make our own destinies? Or the book has already been written, only for you to publish it.
Life has constantly proven that forecasts and predictions are often times false... but what if it was true? What if it came true? Hiuld we believe that we never really had a choice?
Whatever it is... i believe this as strongly as i can... life has written our beginnings and ends the moment we were born... but on how we get there, and the minor details along the way, make it a more colorful and interesting details. In short, we're given each a choice on how we should write our own stories...
We will always have a choice as to how we would like people to remember us. We will always have a choice as to how we should live our lives. The end may have been written, but the question is... how do we wanna get there?
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