Fulfillment

An intripid mind knows not the fear of the heart

An path less traveled is but a road few have walken

Still yet, it is a road taken by others

Ones way in life is never truly their own

Are ones decisions irevocable

The path less traveled is but a guide

We are at the mercy to the repetiveness of decisions made before us

Shaping the minds of our later generations

Does freewill determine if we are free or is it a facade

Perhaps the end shall bring truth to these omens of the future