Destiny »

It binds. Chain to wrist, wrist to heart, heart to soul, binds.
Plotting, infinite, immeasurable.
The origin of control.
Slow, unshakable, it moves on, despite anything.
To spite anything.
Time holds no bonds; and the deep river runs on.
Bide your time, do as ye will,
Its path never shakes.
Plot as you wish
Its hold never breaks.
Have your fun.
Live the 'spice of life'

Your destiny awaits, no matter what roads you take.