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March 2008 
What is life?
Posted on Mar 4th, 2008
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djuro
djuro
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for March 04, 2008:
Life's a Beach...;)
Life is a beach on the shores of the source of all.
We come to this beach to to look at the sea we came from and to realize it's vastness.
On this beach, we choose how to enjoy it: to stay in place and sunbathe, to take a walk on the sand, to explore the beach, to meet others, or even to take a dip in the water and try to know the sea better.
Whatever we do, we leave our footprints. Sometimes we mistake these footprints for being ourselves. Usually that's when a wave comes and wipes them out.
That's when we look at the sea and remember that the sunset will come and we'll have to go home.
As the Sun goes down, we are both happy and sad for us leaving. We want to know the sea, but the beach was so good for us, that we wish we never had to leave. We had so many emotions, experiences, and shared that with many others like us.
When the night falls, we find ourselves going home, almost willingy. We leave others sad for us leaving, but somehow we hope to meet them again.
What happens when we get home, I don't know. I guess that all sadness dissapears, and we remember where we came from. We remember that we so much love the the others because we were all together even before we met on the beach.
After that, I am absolutly clueless what is.
Life is a beach on the shores of the source of all.
We come to this beach to to look at the sea we came from and to realize it's vastness.
On this beach, we choose how to enjoy it: to stay in place and sunbathe, to take a walk on the sand, to explore the beach, to meet others, or even to take a dip in the water and try to know the sea better.
Whatever we do, we leave our footprints. Sometimes we mistake these footprints for being ourselves. Usually that's when a wave comes and wipes them out.
That's when we look at the sea and remember that the sunset will come and we'll have to go home.
As the Sun goes down, we are both happy and sad for us leaving. We want to know the sea, but the beach was so good for us, that we wish we never had to leave. We had so many emotions, experiences, and shared that with many others like us.
When the night falls, we find ourselves going home, almost willingy. We leave others sad for us leaving, but somehow we hope to meet them again.
What happens when we get home, I don't know. I guess that all sadness dissapears, and we remember where we came from. We remember that we so much love the the others because we were all together even before we met on the beach.
After that, I am absolutly clueless what is.
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