You know everything that is there to come upon you, which you are to accept without looking for an escape. Destiny does sound creepy, scary and pathological, like a curse on my veins. I donβt want my life to be decided now and for all that is there to have, to fetch, enjoy, loose and regret of not trying to be everything at the same time.
To be a bird flying free and aimless looking for a spot with enough sunlight and a few branches to hold on to. Why do you need your ambitions if the song does not go along with your tune? Why do you need to impress everyone around with something you pretend may matter for someone one day?