Fate.  No.

Destiny.  No.

The machine that churns with metal gears crushing spirit, individuality, the fallen blackened veil across burned and stitched eyes.  No.

The choice of making no choice and the herd racing toward unknown elixirs.  No.

My stone path.  Yes.

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