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Destiny is like that invisible friend that some think takes us by the hand, opening paths before we know they exist. For years, it has been a question for thinkers, a muse for poets, and a hug for those looking for a reason in what is happening.
For some, fate is sealed and there is no turning back; Every face we see, every stone in the road, is part of a larger plan that we cannot handle.
For some, fate is sealed and there is no turning back; Every face we see, every stone in the road, is part of a larger plan that we cannot handle.
But it is also said that destiny is not a pre-written tale, but rather a labyrinth with many paths. Here, our choices, although they may seem small, are the ones that really draw the path we travel.
In this way, destiny becomes a dance between what we cannot avoid and what we choose, where our freedom gives shape to what seemed to be already decided. Let's just think: ¿What about you? ¿Do you think we invented our destiny or did we just find it?