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What Is The Meaning Of Life?

Is there really a meaning as to why

I’m here at this very moment,

The reason as to why I’m here in this place.

Is there a reason why I’m capable

of experiencing different emotions

And overcoming challenges?

 

Am I in a dream?

A dream where I’m

never really able to

wake-up from?

Am I submerged by my feelings

and incapable of

knowing beyond them?

 

Am I here for a reason?

Is there a hidden reason that I

Have yet to figure out?

Was I put in this world

to find the true

knowledge of the person

I am now or am I destined to be more?

 

Am I going to stay

in this very room

asking questions

where I’m unable to find

the true

answer to?

Am I going to wait

until I die

in order to rewind

my whole life back

and rejoice when I

finally figured it out?

But, won’t that be too late,

wouldn’t it be all over when

I’m dead?

 

Am I just going to question myself?

What is the meaning of life?

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Published
Jul 14, 2010
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Philosophy 2009

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