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In here you will find the musings of an artist, writer and musician. Night falls, I cannot sleep, Night falls, the demons creep, Night falls, nothing is real, Do you know what you feel? I like to think of Ernest Nightingale when he said, We become what we think about.....hmmmmmmm truly thought provoking...... | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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What is the meaning of life? That is a question which has attempted to be answered throughout all time. And those who figured out what life meant, realized they had wasted their life doing so. I say quit worying about the meaning of life.... this is simply because we start dying the day we leave our mother's womb. We are not dead yet, just simply still alive. so man does not truly have life until he has lived. So should we worry about death or the meaning thereof? no because then you would be wasting your life worrying about death. the fact is death comes whether we like it or not and so since it is inevetible what reason is there to worry? go on as normal and as planned and death will be along soon enough. If we do not live so as to allow death to catch up with us early then we do not have to worry about it. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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