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Once upon a time, I asked my grandpa that where the gods live in.He looked at me behind his dirty glasses strangely, closed his book and said this: Gods have no home, son.They are everywhere.

I tried to understand but ı couldn't get the point.So that day I decided to find where they live in.

Today, many years later,I found them in a blackhole, while they are watching us with some popcorn in their mouths.Our little mistakes in the entire universe are making them smile.During the time I spend there, with them; I realised something very important: there isn't one destiny, there are too many destinies in our short lifes, we just choose one of them.Well, who knows whichone will we choose?Actually, this is the destiny's itself.(?) Now ı'm going back to my world, to new decisions that ı'll make.Come after me and let's make the gods cry with the power of our fantastic choises!