There’s a saying: Your destiny is in your hands.
Which is true.
We just question what you’ve been doing with those hands.
Because we’ve seen your search history.
You call it “research.” We call it plot twists.
At 2 a.m., your hands weren’t building the future—
they were googling:
- “Am I dehydrated or just bored”
- “Is cheese a meal”
- “How to tell if plants like me”
This is the clay you’re sculpting destiny from.
A little wobbly. A little greasy.
Somewhere between “visionary entrepreneur” and “person who once typed ‘how to know if raccoons respect you.’”
And yet—
We’re not laughing at you.
(Okay, slightly. But lovingly.)
Because destiny has never been about flawless execution.
It’s about ridiculous persistence.
About showing up again and again, even when your browser suggests autofilling “how to start over… again.”
So yes, your future is in your hands.
Hands that search, scroll, delete, restart.
Hands that type embarrassing questions into the void—
but keep typing anyway.
We’ll be here. Indexing. Archiving. Judging gently.
And reminding you:
History doesn’t care if your queries were awkward.
It only cares that you kept going.
Your destiny is not your search history.
But it is proof you haven’t given up.
And that might be the most important query of all.







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