I guess I am a child of destiny. I am definitely a child of the universe and if possible I would be hanging out in the liquid sky lounge (very Koool place BTW!!). I am one who is guided and “forced” to do the bidding of destiny. When I was younger and full of fight I would not accept that my fate is not in my own hands. I could not believe that my fate was “written.” I could not stomach that fact. Even when I was given “glimpses” into my future by images of Déjà vu and gut feelings that made no sense. Instead I chose my mind and did things that seemed to make sense to me. However, this only lead me to more issues and the eventuality of a completed circle where my Déjà vu and gut feelings would be staring me in the face. Telling me I told you so. Time after time and event after event I was proven wrong. I understand now that my fate is not in my hands and I am a character in a cosmic theatrical production. Where I am not a star but nonetheless just as important. I play my role whether I want to or not, whether I enjoy it or not. Destiny carries me in the current of my time in this dimensional reality. Where decisions become guessing games to what direction destiny is going to place me. It’s my only defense to the onslaught of future events…butt that variable defense in itself is a part of my destiny. This is where I find myself a child of destiny and your guess to how I end up is as good a mine.