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Don't Let Anyone Tell You The Future Is Already Written. The Best Any Prophet Can Do Is To Give You The Most Likely Version Of Future Events. It Is Up To Us To Accept The Future For What It Is, Or Change It. It Is Easy To Go With The Flow; It Takes A Person Of Singular Courage To Go Against It.