True Colors

Life is a mystery, rarely ever deciphered. The truth of life and it’s measures is often questioned. Is it curiosity? Or is it Man’s reckless thoughts due to their own insecurities? Christianity seems to be somewhat convincing, but so does Judaism. People follow to what they believe and seems to be true. Is it? Who knows. It’s up to themto figure that out for themselves. Then there are others who can’t figure it out. \\\\\\\"WHY\\\\\\\" you might ask. Because they too have figured it out, at least it is often thought that it’s been revealed. There is a secret to living. But what is it? Some say the world may end in 2012. They said it would end in the year 2000. The answer to that is, there is no abominable truth to the ending of this world because Man will cease to exist way before this earth does. Knowing that, why is there really a point in living when you’ll die eventually? Is there really any meaning? The answer is inside of us. Wheater or not we believe that there is a purpose and meaning to life itself and if it had a reason, there is still an explanation. Life is too short, so if we know this, why do we choose to throw it away, and why do some choose to make due with what they have? The earth has a purpose of being here rather than the celestial beliefs often believed to be a one way ticket to paradise. I have lived many lives in just on Life period. And if I had an Answer, I’d say life is nothing unless you have others to be there for you. The True key to life, is Happiness. If life is short, I’d rather be a fool and die being loved by those i’ve shared my foolishness with. So what do I believe in? I believe that love and Happiness can lead to true peace and eternal sustainability. But True love and happiness is hard to Achieve in this corrupted world because people do not truely understand eachother. As long as Man live, There will be pain, strife, suffering and mental declination. Peace is hard to achieve in this world, and peace can only be achieved while contantly working for it.

          Steven did, but why was he a walking black whole deceiving others while hiding in the shadows of happy colors? Happiness didn’t seem to satisfy him, who needs a heart when a heart can be broken. He was a tree with green leaves that faded to shades of gray. Love is a joke, yet it is droned by what seems to be forever by fools that understand not even a sinch of how fragile but strong the power of love can be. Steve wasn’t sure but he had come to a stright forward Epiphany.

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