Constant motion
Breathe in and release
For what lives must die
What goes up must come down
And I guess in some senses
What goes down must go up
Where there is life there is death
Where there is mourning
There is celebration
What is the point of life
If we simply exist just to die
This doesn't make sense
Do we simply live these conscious lives only for there to be pitch blackness in the end
No it can't be that simple
Maybe it is?
Maybe it isn't?
Why learn all these lessons if they aren't eventually accessed anyway
What is the point of it all?
Is there meaning?
Does there have to be?
We create connections, we learn from each other
And eventually, we learn to let go
What's it all for?
We can't be too attached to this material world
We're here for a good time not a long time
Is existence just an experience to enjoy
Is there much point learning?
Maybe it should just be experienced and that's it
Existence is so peculiar...
What is the point?
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