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What is life?

Is it love? Is it death? Is life what it is because there is death? I always wonder about things that I couldn't understand, I could not comprehend. Because life is unexpected and we can't tell what's in store for us the very next day. That makes life what it is— an interesting, unpredictable surprise.

Someone who thought that they figured out the meaning of life is a lying fool.

Because life is very complex and it have an endless loop of mysteries surrounding it. It was like flower petals, blooming and decaying. Then, blooming again.

The cycle never ends.

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    1. vieauty Sep 30, 2021
      @Zeusomega yessssss, zeus-sama! i applaud your words!!! AHHHHHHHHHH great words, really *high five*
    2. Zeusomega Sep 30, 2021
      Life is just an english word that is used to sum up living beings' start and end.

      don't dwell on the mysticism we've stuck on it...it's just that, a word to denote our journey.


      Like in a box with balls if you move one around it interacts with the other balls and there is cause and effect... this carries on and on...


      What started from a cyano bacteria billions of years ago the cause and effect still continues.


      Our brain just doesn't have the capability to articulate the immense number of interactions that is present today...maybe one day when we can quantify and process every strand of that cause and effect we will really be able to put more meaning to the word Life.
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    3. vieauty Sep 30, 2021
      @Mr Popo aiya~ you kinda sound pessimistic hehehe... hmmm, well, what you have said is also true. but for me, the cycle never ends. you live, you experience things, you have children, you experience things again, then you die. therefore, the cycle will again start through your child. it is isn't about how long, how fleeting, or how short life is... i guess, for me, it is about the hope that life will be good to the ones you will be leaving when you die.

      life is hope. it blooms, it decays, but it can bloom again uwu
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