Who are we, and why are we here? That is a question that I am sure we all ask ourselves at some point and time. Whether you know the answer or not, there is a purpose for your existence. No matter what your version of God is, be it the Big Bang Theory or a religion, someone or something has to be far greater than us to be able to piece together such an intricately woven web of destruction and pleasure. After all, are we not creations? Anything real or imaginary that takes on form is a creation, and therefore must have a creator. It is the way of the world; everything is in balance. Does every candle not cast a shadow, does every life not end in death? For every question there is an answer, and even though it may not always be apparent, there already is or will be a solution.

Sometimes when horrible things happen in our lives, we fail to see our blessings. Some may say that their entire lives have been nothing but pain and suffering, yet are the lessons learned and strength gained through those struggles not blessings? Those that think that their lives are not worth living should consider the fact that no matter what torment they undergo, there will be something just as equally wonderful happen, in either large or small doses. The trials we face and the choices we make have both rewards and punishments, and no matter how right you believe yourself to be, or how wrong you believe everyone else to be, everyone has a unique definition of right and wrong, therefore giving no human being the right to judge or stereotype anyone else. Besides, we are equal and in balance just like everything else. No matter if it is a reward or a punishment, we all get what we deserve; if we see it or not, it has happened, or it will with time and patience.

We are affected by every person that we come in contact with in our lives. It does not matter if it is a family member, or a person you pass on the street, there is a reason for it. Every time we cross the path of another, our minds generate some sort of thought or emotion, and we leave an impression, be it a life-altering difference or such a small difference that we do not even notice it. It is in this manner which we are able to learn and grow, and are all somehow connected as one being. You could hurt someone's feelings and push them over the edge, or you could make someone's day brighter and be their hero. We all have just as many enemies as allies. No one has any idea what anyone else is truly thinking or feeling, so we have no way of knowing just how important the decisions we make and our actions can be.

So, now that you have come in contact with me, I am going to leave my impression, be it big or small. If there is one thing I have to teach you, one lesson that you remember me by, let it be this:

There are feelings that, deny it or accept it, come from neither your heart nor your mind; such feelings can only come from the soul. There are those in life that are weak, and those that are strong, seperated by one major difference. The strong have the patience to overcome all obstacles they are faced with, and although they may sometimes feel like quitting, giving in is never an option. They have the wisdom to see that their efforts are seen by someone in the world, and therefore do not go in vain. The weak have the selfishness to not care that their decisions affect everyone and everything, like a stone being cast into an ocean. They have the ignorance that blinds them from seeing the fruits and the consequences that their efforts have bore. Tell me, when everyone dies, is it all over? Could all the effort, all my effort in writing this, be for nothing? Everyone knows that there are questions in life that cannot be answered, which could only mean that there must be a solution that lies beyond life in order to balance it. The end of all life would defeat the whole reasoning of purpose and existence if there was not something beyond death.

If you believe that I am wrong or right, that is entirely your decision. Life and death, and the balance of all things; they are mandatory. Happiness and misery, what you choose to see and to blind yourself from, and your definition of right and wrong; they are all choices. Nothing matters more than life except what you do with the time that you've been given.


"Death is our only certainty..."-GuardianZack