Ever wonder where life will lead us?

Who will we be in the next five, then, or even thirty years?  Will we change for the better, or for the worse?  Do we want to be the same person?

What path has destiny chosen for us?  Why is the world the way it is?  What along the way made a nice, innocent, and sweet person, a serial murderer?  What made a person with a tragic childhood become such a giver later in life?  Is karma real?  Why do the good die young?  What makes a person with a fascinating beautiful life, decide to end it all?  Why do bad things happen to good people? Where do we go when we die? Why do some people get deadly diseases, and others live a healthy 100 years? Is there a god? Why are some born with a wonderful life that is already planned out ahead of them, yet others are born into painful, broken homes?  How are they so lucky? How much work is enough? Are the less fortunate paying the price for a previous life?  Perhaps the more fortunate people now, were better people before?  Therefore, is reincarnation real?  Is there really nirvana? Is it true that if you can dream it, you can do it? 

All these questions are left with possible answers.  Why are there so many questions left unanswered?  We are all just people, people who live their life fighting, and being so infatuated with money.  Money is paper.  People sacrificing everything, for love.  What is love?  Love is a feeling.  Why for that certain feeling?  Money can't buy love, nor can love get you money.  Why the fuss for either?  The word respect is used in many ways, when justifying violence, or crime.  When they feel "disrespected", yet just another feeling, enpowerment.  What exactly is life?  What are we all competing for?  Better yet, what are we living for?  What was the mission we all were given to accomplish?  Life is a game, it's Russian Roulette. Luck of the draw. You live the hand you were dealt. Did people leave the Earth battling the game? Or was there someone above us, calling...

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