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Life
Looking up at the stars, I sit and wonder. Time is real, but is life?
Is life an illusion, or the real reality? Are we figments or solid flesh and bone?
Love is real, but is anger? Hate? Pain? Looking at my friends long ago past, I wonder.
Are they the real ones? Is god just a dreaming child? When we die do the dreamers wake up? Flames burn, life burns. What is the difference from a candle flame and a life? Just the time it is alive. Fire lives and dies. We are just flames on a candle that we call the world. Think about it. Here for a short time and gone.
Life is what you make it. You can't always control the cards you get dealt, but you can choose how to play the hand
we are merely the dreamers dream and when they awake we die. So make his dream scary as hell.
baby i want you to know that you are not alone in thoughts! i, for a long while, have thoughts that are pretty much the same! i often wonder, are we really real? do we really exist? are we all just toys? something someone else is makeing move?are our thoughts and words actually ours or just something someone else is thinking or saying? are we just charictars in a book? or even a dream? is someone just telling a story? i love you my beautiful angel! i really do!