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Don't you ever ask yourself questions?
I'm sure you wonder, whether we all are real or someone is behind all of us playing god, playing out our lives, deciding whether we should live or die. Maybe we aren't real? Maybe we are? The good thing is we'll really never know and all we have is our faith to lean on and sometimes for someone that's all we need, but it's not enough for me. I dig so much deeper for truth than most and It keeps me awake knowing that the more time wasted the less time i have to figure it all out and I've accomplished very little since last august. I begin to wonder if we will ever be ready for the truth or what life awaits us after death. Do we live normally/
or are we stuck to wandering for years in eternal peace. Is it too quiet? The years will go by and I will get older, and I will forget what living is and be confined to a life of nothing because I never found purpose. I'm here to make a difference whether it's God's will or not and I'm going to fight for what's right until there's no fight left in me I'm going to live but never forget my endless search for real and for existence. As long as I live I don't think it will ever end, It's just my nature. The thought of forever is unbearable and the thought of the end is even worse. Either way I win and I lose, but I've already lost.