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What is the sole purpose of this world? Does it have meaning? I just can't help but question that. I can't help but ask what's real anymore. And yet I'm completely intoxicated with happiness. But this questioning.. these things left unanswered--it has left me captivated by its nameless, hidden parts. All i do is think and think. And urge to know the interpretation of the unknown. Just take two seconds and realize.. our lives are mysteries, puzzles left unsolved. The perplexity of it all puts me in this trance where i inquire whether or not life is worthwhile. & yes i know all you god-lovers out there believe he decides our fate, makes our decisions, and helps us through everything. And hey believe what you want, it's your choice. I think, though, we choose what we want.. no superior figure or person or whoever decides, in the end its all us. I think people believe in god because they're afraid to face things on their own and they need someone to lean on. They need other people to tell them what to do and how to live their lives.. but you see, I'm not like that. I want my independence and my individuality. and no ONE person is going to decide where my life goes, but me. I believe instead of wasting my time putting faith into someone i don't even know exists, i should put faith in myself and the people i love & care about. Because after it all that's really all that matters. And that brings about a whole other subject. Heaven and hell? To me i could care less. I'll be dead anyways. hah. So why do people apologize for their somewhat "sins" when those "sins" are just their mistakes. And aren't we supposed to learn from our mistakes and take what we can from the experience. Were not supposed to regret and somehow try to fix what already happened. It's impossible to go back and change what's already done. That's why i see no point in confessions. What is done, is done. Move past it. And to try so hard to be accepted by this ONE PERSON--god. I find it ridiculous. Your letting the unreal rule your life.