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There are so many choices and steps and decisions and paths and opportunities we must choose and take and decide and walk and make that lives once too often intersect with crossroads and lies that makes dreaming for an eternity shine the brightest option, yet our system to successfully block and prevent insanity to stay stabilized push us forward steadily, but there are words and actions and thoughts that may form beliefs in minds of fate that will completely alter the future of the present. The past is forgotten to some and passed on to others. Those who forget repeat it. Those who cling to what has happened before will always lose to the present and may never face the future. Though there are, in your heart, things you hide and try to forget, and there are things that you would take out once in a while to remember and smile about and relive. It’s been a long, boring ride that you barely spent a second to think about because in your head, there are things more important than passing days to worry and spit over. Sometimes it isn’t that there are scratches and nicks and dings and scars over the brand-new mechanics in your clockwork, it’s just that there isn’t enough oil for the incentive and the lives at stake aren’t worth your time. When finally you’ve gone over the audience number, it doesn’t fit your budget or the hands that steal your afterlife. Taking in the eyes that caught yours, it’s not your call or judgment, but you made it anyway and look what happened; even though you hadn’t meant for it to all come crashing down, it did and now there’s nothing you can do ‘cause you can’t turn back time and all God had given you were two hands and one mind, and that certainly isn’t enough to own the world, much less carry it. You end up cursed, condemned to write fiction for the rest of your life, when all you wanted was the abstract of reality. (But hey, no one said life would be perfect.)