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essence of life
essence of life
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Simply live!

I don't know why. I don't understand life, or being, it's life part of a master plan? it's only biologic life? it is what it is and we can't deny it, but there are so many questions and so few answers.

I think life it's all about experiences. And death is one of them, just another experience, this time with no regrets, and this one is no optional.
Someone toled me to observe the essence of life, all the things that matter most, take the rest as it is.

It's a little bit difficult, life was not meant to be easy, but thinking about it, it makes me realize there is no purpose. Maybe this is an agnostic approach. Everything that you do, it contributes to the global community. It's not meant to satisfy you. Maybe this is an egoistic approach.

I was thinking one time how halo I am inside. There is absolutely nothing. Only emptiness, for some people that is something, if you think at emptiness as something. It's nothing, pure dark space.

For so long time I was thinking about death, about what it meant, about what it is. Now I realize that this is not the option many people take. For me it does not mean anything, not even death, not even life itself.

Life is to make a meaning for yourself, for the peoples around you, to be happy, to conquer the difficulties, the drama, to become something more, even to change something in your life, things big or small...

...But at the end, nothing really matters, not even death itself.
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