Part 1
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What is the point?
In our existence.
Say there is a creator who made us, what's the end goal?
Is it a huge final outcome? One that we'll know when it happens. Like the judgement day they speak of in the bible. Everything will be on fire and the sun will be out, well know it's the end.
Or has it already happened? Are we just living the aftermath? What if this was all for one person? One person has to experience one moment and then it's done. The world continues to move but the fates pack up their bags and move on to meddle with something else.
And if there's not a creator and we're just here because we just so happened to become what we are, then why?
And if there's no point then what is it that we have to do to make it all worth it? How do we make our lives worthwhile when there's no reason?
Why are we here?
I'm scared. I don't like not knowing.
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~ HUMAN INTROSPECTION ~
Poetry~*~*~*~ ~*~*~*~ A collection of poetry and philosophical questions made to question the relations and views we have of ourselves and others. I encourage readers to explore themselves and allow their thoughts to run unfiltered while reading. I hope...
