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October 19, 2002
The World is Yours
I want to tell you a prophetic story of the human condition. One that will win prizes, take notice of intellectuals throughout the world, cause debate and resistance, one that will tear apart lovers and bring together enemies.
But now, today, here, the time is not right. The question you ask must, therefore, be "when?" And if I did have the answer, I would give it to you, but unfortunately it is not so easy.
Our daily lives cross a million pathways, part a billion molecules and come upon a single, minute second during which we stand or fall. Every decision we make has an effect on where we survive for another second.
But the time is not right for our understanding. I'm too young, you're too old, nothing is what it should be. The ball has dropped, and the game has started. The world is mine. The world is yours.
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