I've noticed that I possess a wild fascination with the ability to choose. I'm delighted to no end to have found the freedom of choice. Free will...
A mental magic wand that can create a circle of glass. Clear ones, of an assortment of Mason Jars that circle around a blue drinking glass. A wave of the magic wand and puff everything seen from blue tints that taunt the eye. The imagination can...presto change almost anything by a mere change of thought.
Choice, a flicker of a mental wave, sound bright dazzling light and wahlah new worlds are formed!
Choice, gotta love the freedom to choose every aspect of our lives, or is it all predetermined?
Is everything already chosen for us?
Is the all seeing Self awaiting our choice to choose what is and always has been awaiting our free will choice to choose it?