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Few months ago I was thinking hard about life and death and purpose of life. I have read famous philosophers and books about anthropology, about brain mostly. The conclusion of that research wasn't so original: We live this life without any purpose, except the purpose we give to ourselves. Unfortunately, our brain is nothing but a complex processor that gathers information trough our senses and creates an image of the world, I can hardly believe there is anything similar to soul that can continue "living" after dead body.
At the other hand, I really want to believe in something that is eternal, right and good, perfectly good in all ways. But it seems so unbelivable that I think knowing truth is the burden very hard to wear.
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That's the spirit!
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