The following was written and sent to me by a friend who's real close to heart (14 years of friendship). Name is not revealed to protect the not so innocent.
"Life is just one damned thing after another. Have anyone thought how life itself might be in fact, damnation? How life can be a living hell it has been for countless of souls in this world.
Life. What is life? How many of us actually asked that question only to be directed to religions? What does religion do to make this living hell a better place? It probably does not. A believe in life after death through the trials in life. Trials of life makes one a bitch. Postponing eternal damnation makes one no saint.
Life is a box of chocolates, a bed of roses. How many people actually think like that? A minuscule amount probably. Though not without dark thoughts to cloud the mind I believe.
Life after death. Karma. The burden of life. Just how much can one take before the point of breaking?
Life, the opposite of death. The term to distinguish that basic existence of life form of even the most insignificant being. And in which branch of category are we in?
There’s birth and suicide. As there is black and white. The birth of a newborn contrasting with the dark thoughts of ending one’s existence. Transitions on life happens and those might be the darkest stages of life one might seek illumination. But to some, life might just be a huge inconvenience.
The bottom line is: the supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive. Chew on it! "
a b o u t
Don't take me too seriously; but don't underestimate me.
Don't judge me because my cover reads nothing like my book.
*W I S H L I S T
another amazing holidays
: : his words to me : :
Whatever happens, always remember that u mean alot to me. U are everything and more.
