Tell me, Captain Strange/Do you feel my devotion?/Or are you like a droid/Devoid of emotion?

There are no choices. Nothing but a straight line. The illusion comes afterwards, when you ask 'Why me?' and 'What if?'. When you look back and see the branches, like a pruned bonsai tree, or forked lightning. If you had done something differently, it wouldn't be you, it would be someone else looking back, asking a different set of questions.

If you're standing around in a bookstore with your thumb up your ass, wondering why someone would have a picture of a man punching a gorilla on the cover of a book, this book isn't for you. Kindly put it down and get the fuck out of the store. On the other hand, maybe you're a woman and you're reading this wondering "Is this book just for men?" I would say that it is only for men in the same way that lesbian porn sites on the Internet are only for women. -Maddox