in regards to the "you are the master of your own destiny" thing, which does sound sort of goofy... there's a poem that every senior in my high school has to memorize and recite on the spot when asked to. it's along those lines, so i thought maybe you'd like to see it to give a different perspective on that topic. just for kicks.
"Invictus" by William E. Henley
Out of the night that covers me Black as the pit from pole to pole I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul
In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed
Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the horror of the shade And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find me, unafraid
It matters not how strait the gate How charged with punishments the scroll I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul.
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"Invictus" by William E. Henley
Out of the night that covers me
Black as the pit from pole to pole
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid
It matters not how strait the gate
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul.
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