What is life to us? some take it for granted. and some should take it for granted more often. but beside that what is it? what are we? where did we come from? people have theories on stuff like that but what if it's something more complex? or worse, more simple? my life is a big empty void filled, with sorrow, pain, heartbreak, grief, etc. but how did we get that way? why are we this way? ave you ever heard "all men are created equal" well that statement might have used to be true but now...... everyone is different. sometimes i wish people were more the same, that way we would have no way to judge. but other times i want us to be different, in a way to were no one is anything like anyone else. one day i looked in the mirror and thought "who am i? what am i? where did my race come from?" how do we all look different if we were either created by the first two people alive, or evolved from a tiny bacteria. but if we evolved, how did life suddenly appear on earth. how big is the universe really? i mean come on, people maybe "experts" on the subject but you can't know about that kind of stuff until you've experienced it. so ponder that thought. what is life?
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