It's up for grabs every day and night, free will is real, although most don't recognize it. Fate plays it's part, but these are problems we encounter, big and small. If we want to. And here, it gets dicey. It's hard, we're removed, we're living our lives, going round and round, and spinning.
Looking out my window now, so calm and peaceful, words effortless, sentences seamless, paragraphs of five. The Great Wake was inevitable, America doesn't sleep in, usually. We got drugged somehow. Manipulated and done wrong, prolly slipped it in our drinks, like the Dallas bartenders do. They hate you when they look at you like they hate you.
Splash your face! Do some jumping jacks, move around. Then sit still and take a hundred deep breaths. Think of space, we have never been at this place before, but don't think too long. It'll make you crazy.