We all imagine ourselves the agents of our destiny, capable of determining our own fate.

But have we truly any choice in when we rise?

Or when we fall?

Or does a force larger than ourselves bid us our direction?

Is it evolution that takes us by the hand?

Does science point our way?

Or is it God who intervenes, keeping us safe?

Lately i feel people have so much sadness with what they lost.... they forgot to be happy with they what they already have...