Are we in control of our own destiny? Or are we pawns in someone else's game? Are the hands of time and the decisions we make, predetermined? Moved along by some illusory entity or lord, are we all just puppets moved by the hands of god? Regardless of what we believe, we are all just leaves falling from the tree of life. Drifting down the river of time. Drifting towards the great and roaring waterfall that is eternity. You cannot escape it, at least as long as you are mortal :).

