*happy birthday to my brother*
Do you ever put in headphones and think about the future. I do. It's scary. I mean you are born one day and raised to believe in a man in the sky or raised to believe in nothing at all. You are raised to go to school and get good grades to succeed or you're raised to live a life of crime. But in the end you die. You just die. And i my self am not afraid of death, I am afraid of oblivion. What happens after you die? Who will ever know until it's too late. What if heaven is real and you live a life of sin. What if you just get reincarnated. The whole life thing is full of what ifs? It frightens me to know that some people could have been changed.
Like if you picked up a book and put down the needle, if you picked good habits and quit the old, would it matter? In the end, we either go to heaven or hell. Right? Or do we get reincarnated? Or are we just sealed into a box and throw In the dirt.
I'd like to believe that your life restarts, that when you die you are trapped in a cycle of your own life, you get to relive with no recollection of it, so you can literally replay your life like a video game
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RandomThis is basically just a bunch of random thoughts I have. I have suffered with depression since I was 9. (That's when I was diagnosed) but whatever. So this is just my way to vent.
