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When will we come to the conclusion
That everything is an illusion
I don't know
I don't know
Should I know?
If life is a mirage
and death is where we are
I do know
I do know
What do I know?
Do you believe in fate?
Can there be destiny?
No, we are free by will
Not set up like grenades
There is no such thing as fate
Unless you're shaping it yourself
No there is no,
No there is no,
No such thing as fate!
And I have come to this decision
I will change this division
And you ask
And you ask
What's on the line?
So if in the desert we imagine water
What do you see right here
You tell me
You tell me
I wanna know
Do you believe in fate?
Can there be destiny?
No, we are free by will
Not set up like grenades
There is no such thing as fate
Unless you're shaping it yourself
No there is no,
No there is no,
No such thing as fate!
I am at peace with my illusion
It let's me live truthful
All is lies
All is lies
This is life
An eternal question of manners
To ask for the wrong answers
Just for this
Just for this
Live and sell
Do you believe in fate?
Can there be destiny?
No, we are free by will
Not set up like grenades
There is no such thing as fate
Unless you're shaping it yourself
No there is no,
No there is no,
No such thing as fate!
So what do you dream of?
Do I dream of you?
Why is it so hard?
When I know this one thing...
I'm not destined to nothing!
Least of all... least of everything
Losing!
There is no such thing as fate
Unless you're shaping it yourself
No there is no,
No there is no,
No such thing as fate!
Do you believe in fate?
Can there be destiny?
No, we are free by will!
Not set up like grenades!
BOOM!
That everything is an illusion
I don't know
I don't know
Should I know?
If life is a mirage
and death is where we are
I do know
I do know
What do I know?
Do you believe in fate?
Can there be destiny?
No, we are free by will
Not set up like grenades
There is no such thing as fate
Unless you're shaping it yourself
No there is no,
No there is no,
No such thing as fate!
And I have come to this decision
I will change this division
And you ask
And you ask
What's on the line?
So if in the desert we imagine water
What do you see right here
You tell me
You tell me
I wanna know
Do you believe in fate?
Can there be destiny?
No, we are free by will
Not set up like grenades
There is no such thing as fate
Unless you're shaping it yourself
No there is no,
No there is no,
No such thing as fate!
I am at peace with my illusion
It let's me live truthful
All is lies
All is lies
This is life
An eternal question of manners
To ask for the wrong answers
Just for this
Just for this
Live and sell
Do you believe in fate?
Can there be destiny?
No, we are free by will
Not set up like grenades
There is no such thing as fate
Unless you're shaping it yourself
No there is no,
No there is no,
No such thing as fate!
So what do you dream of?
Do I dream of you?
Why is it so hard?
When I know this one thing...
I'm not destined to nothing!
Least of all... least of everything
Losing!
There is no such thing as fate
Unless you're shaping it yourself
No there is no,
No there is no,
No such thing as fate!
Do you believe in fate?
Can there be destiny?
No, we are free by will!
Not set up like grenades!
BOOM!
Literature
Meeting Again
I remember you. but I also hope that you will remember me too. You’re out there somewhere smiling, crying, having the time of your life. Please don’t forget me. That’s all I ask of you. I don’t want every kind word to be meaningless, to not matter in the end. I love you. Family doesn’t break. No matter what. You are blood to me, the blood of the covenant transcends all bonds. No matter where you go, my heart will be with you and I hope you will carry my spirit whenever you struggle and toil in this life. May we meet again. Note: This was inspired by my niece and nephew (one of them) getting adopted. It's one of those "good for them, bad for me" type of situations. I don't know exactly what will happen and that scares me. I don't know if I and the rest of the family will be able to contact them before 18. It's frustrating and to be honest, a little demoralizing. Due to my grief, I'm writing this book a little out of order. It's a way for me to cope with my situation. For me to move
Literature
summer storm
between tall houses i see the light come and go before i reach it. like a flash it exposes the street, empty in the intermittent rain. above, the clouds keep moving, rush like unending shutters: light, dark, light, dark. i feel like i'm inside a colossal camera - the aperture the size of a gap between buildings. there - a short exposure before the rain begins again. i walk home, the image of a washed, unpeopled city burned into my eyes. i hear the wind surge into the trees like the sea plays with pebbles - giddy but sincere. birds dance in the air like nobody's watching. the picture develops with a lingering notion of something imperceptible.
And so I finished something
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I think there is such a thing as fate.