How will it all really matter? How does it really matter? This life is here to have joy? Or to have the pleasure to know that people cry when we leave? Or to be remembered in awe that there once lived such person? Or when people thank god that a soul touched this planet?

Will a soul ever take the materials, the luxuries, the great pictures with it?

How are we going to relive? When we, at some point in our own life, are assured by our own self, that we did something, that someday when we die people will be happy to remember us, that we touched their lives. That by being on Earth, we did good for other earthlings. By doing the work of God.

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Author: Divya A.A

This is real. Life is happening.

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