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How we control our destiny

January 8, 2013
The OBSERVER

When I was a teenager I had a dream I have never forgotten. I was standing in a long, single-file line of people on a huge desert-like treeless plain. I couldn't see the tail end of the line, but in front of me there was a hill. We were in this line to climb the hill, but I didn't know why we were doing that.

 
 

 

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