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We Probably Know Nothing

Everyday we make choices, no matter how small. Sometimes we make conscious choices, sometimes we let our automatic system decide things for us. But there will be times where we are forced to make big decisions. Unless we can peer into the alternate universe, we will never know the consequences of our other choice. Therefore, we will never know if our choice is the best one or not. But that is part of being a human: we live with the consequences of our decision. 

Of course, I made a lot bad choices (but how do I know it is bad?) in my life. Sometimes I regretted it, many times I just move along, without knowing it is the preferable outcome or not. 

To all affected by my decision, I will pray for your success and happiness in your life and life hereafter. Your happiness might not directly translated into my happiness, but it is better than keep being miserable. Surely, everyone deserves to be happy, no matter how much of a sinner we are. But our choices and actions will determine whether that happiness will be bestowed upon us or not. But God is ever benevolent, He will provide us with happiness whether we asked for it or not, if He allows it. Our job then is to be thankful and grateful. 

Of course, I want to be the best person to the person I love. But if the other person doesn't feel the same, then it can't be forced. I pray for the best life ahead of all of us.  


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