- Officer Nasty16
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- Heroic Member
Think about it. Before we were born, what were we, exactly? Nobody knows, and I don't think we will ever know that. So we're born, raised in this dangerous world where things as small as a spider bite can kill you, and whatever the length of your life is, you're gone.
Close family members like children and grandchildren remember you, but after that, unless you become extremely famous or if you make a major breakthrough that changes the world, you're forgotten forever. Why are we so fortunate to be born in this day and age? Why us? I know religion plays a huge part in this, but what happens to us when we die? Whenever I think about this I get chills down my spine and my fear of dying returns. Maybe there is a glorius after life for us when we pass, but what were we doing before we lived? Everything in this damn world does not make any sense, and I fear the day when I'm older ready to face death head on.
Anyway, does anybody else ever think about this?