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If, however, we believe that we are the product of a Creator who made us and set us free, we will conclude as William Ernest Henley in his poem, "Invictus":


Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul....

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate;

I am the captain of my soul.


Are we really the masters of our fate and the captains of our soul? Which of us chose to be born? Who here chose your genes that determine your physiological make-up and limitations? Are you really in control?

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