i don’t really understand what this is about.
and by this i mean life
and by life i guess i mean
this
right
now.
how odd how hard we work
for what?
wealth?
legacy?
death?
but we all end up in the same place –
in the ground
or scattered around.
we all want to be remembered,
i think.
but how?
– late night questions.
A great poem and a great question–one that’s occupied philosophers and religious leaders alike.
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thank you! yes, it is one of those questions that will forever haunt humanity
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