In this world, we humans were only given one life to live. Once chance to do it all, one shot to make the best decision, or at least that's what most people say. Others beleive we will be reincarnated one day, through many means, others simply say we dissappear into nothingness, others say we just simply become one with the world. But when do we, as humans, really die? When we're shot through the heart? When our heads got sliced? When other people broke our hearts, our hope, our spirit? The answer is simple, when we are forgotten. When our existence in this world, ceased to be. When what we've done, what we've been through, what we had, ceased to be acknowledged by others. If so, then comes the question, "What have I been doing all this time?" for a lot of people, that question remains unanswered, even until the time of their death. Some of you might say, the answer is a chronological one, since birth i was like this and that, then i grew up, and bla b...
Viewing the world in many ways