It is a fate that we choose, to reside within. In times, and devotions, there are scarcity of resources and needs to be met. At the same time, these desires are controlled. Metallurgic processes, and decay within. We all transpire in fate, in the past that is meant to be. And in the future, we continue. It is in our aspect of creation, that we can create again. And again. Purpose and longing, go hand in hand. For in one another, they decide what we can be. Again, and again.