My mind has been pretty messed up lately--
This morning I was thinking about when we die, and the legacy we leave behind. Are we truly forgotten?
When someone thinks about us after we're dead does that mean our soul and memory still lives on? Does it even matter?
What if when we die it's really the end? We just become nothing, the only things surviving us are our accomplishments and failures.
It's pretty daunting to think about the great UNKNOWN. I wish I could say that religion makes me feel safer, but I would be lying if I said that. I'm alive, and I'm scared because I DON'T know what will happen once I die.
Will I go to a 'heaven' or 'hell'? Will I be reincarnated? Will I just become a member of the growing number of Nothing in the world?
This is what happens when I think too much.
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