We exist and we make our existance. Some people have a lousy existance and some people make themselves an enjoyable existance. Some people make their existance so miserable they want to end it, but are afraid of what might happen if they cease to exist. Yet, the people who are happy with their existance are so afraid of losing their existance they may question what is real to attempt to save their existance that they are happy with.
What matters? That is a question that has a personal answer for each person. The universe is huge. We aren't sure what exists out there and when you really think about it, our existance doesn't matter much to the universe. I don't care much about the universe because I'm focused on my own little universe which revolves around the people I care about and me. I like to help people and make an impact for the better. I can't do that wide-scale so I work small and hope that the ripples will go far.
And if this doesn't make sense to you, it's just philosophy, it's not supposed to make much sense. Because once you understand...you don't. That is why it's so much fun.
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Whatever did happen to your soul?
I heard you sold it
Choose Heaven for the weather and Hell for the company
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