A pen dipped into a bloodstains from a pierced heart can write unfathomable metaphors that only few could understand. In result, it will create a legendary oeuvres. An oeuvres that whenever a writer succumb and rest on his coffin, it will stay as a...
I don't understand why we live to die, or we live to strive to make a life but eventually die. I mean, we kept on making our life the best it can be but we'll eventually leave it sooner.
Why do we still live a life even if it means torments and death at the end of the day? That is exactly the thought as to why we intake food when we are going to excrete it anyway. Why are people different? There are fortunate and less fortunate, black and white people, and dogma diversity. What's the matter with those differences when we are all living similarly with this thing called 'life'.
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We badly wanted to walk across the bridge to that thing called 'heaven' for we believe in the idea that what's on the other line is a place where serenity and peace rules. And we also believe that what's the ticket for that is the benevolence we share to one another. Yet, we don't surely know what's really there on the other line. It is only based on our perception and will always remain as to how we think it is depending on how we perceive it even without conclusive evidences.
Just like how we tried to pull ourself up when our grave is ready for us to rest but we eventually tend to redirect the story of our life in contrast to what our fate should really be. We are scared that when we close our eyes, there's nothing more ahead of that so we wanted to live longer. I mean, the afterlife of this thing called 'lifetime'. No one's been there. Neither someone proves that there's really a life after a lifetime. We are scared in the idea of 'nothingness' afterlife so we create a compensation as solution to have something in that nothingness. And that made heaven and hell existed even without mathematical formula and scientific points supporting it. All it just needs is the perceiving mind of people.
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Idealism makes life more complicated because they taught us to believe something that only existed in the mind. Ironically, that 'idealism' is also just a product of life which complicates itself.
Life really is a complex matter. Even the amount of words in the dictionary cannot define life with its exact definite meaning. Neither can this multiverse supplement the real meaning of life. It's unfathomable and enigmatic.
