Life.
Life.
Life.
Life.
Life.
Life.
Life.
Life.
If you repeat that slowly, you start to think
What is the meaning of life?
The thing is what is the meaning of life?
Do you make it up?
Is it different for every one?
Is it serving god?
Is there even a meaning?
I think
And I think.
But nothing comes to mind...
But one thing.
One word.
Life.
What if the meaning of life is life?
Is that too crazy to think that?
Is it is just a crazy idea that just popped into my mind?
It's just a mystery.
Everything's a mystery.
But why is it a mystery.
The meaning of life is..... mystery?
Can it really be mystery?
Is the meaning of life mystery?
Mystery.
Mystery.
Mystery.
Mystery.
Mystery.
Mystery.
Mystery.
Mystery.