We do not choose to be born.

We do not choose our parents.

We do not choose our historical epoch,

the country of our birth or the immediate

circumstances of our upbringing.

We do not, most of the time, choose to die;

nor do we choose the time or conditions about

death. But within all these realm of choicelessness

we do choose how we shall live: courageously or

cowardice, honorably or dishonorably with purpose

or in drift. We decide what is important or what

is trivial in life. We decide that what makes us

significant its either what we do or what we refuse

to do.

But no matter how indifferent the universe maybe

to our choices and decisions, these choices and

decisions are ours to make. We decide and choose,

so are our lives formed.