Life.
A word so simple yet it meant alot to most of us. Too dearly for us to let go yet the best history one could tell for it is the history of himself.
There is no need to treasure luxuries because everything will come and go. Even the life you have is borrowed cause you're not promised your tomorrow.
But the difference one could put a line between them is the life they have in their hands and the life that God hold in HIS hands.
Fate doesn't control everything. It changes everything but it's up to you to conform.
So when you do, sacrifice are made at times.
Yes.

Sacrifice is part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to. One action leads to another.

When a sacrifice was made on human beings, grievance and sorrow would be sensed.
But human spirits know that deep down inside that all lives intersect.
That death doesn't just take someone, it missess someone else and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed.

But of course, there is a balance to it all. One withers, another grows. Birth and death are just part of a whole in life. That's why we are drawn to babies and to funerals.


Heaven.
A mystical place where many believe would step as soon as they cross the road to the netherworld.
People think of heaven as a paradise garden, a place where they can float on clouds and laze in rivers and mountains but scenery without solace is meaningless.



Yes. A life without purpose is meaningless too. So let me ask you this for the last time,
if you have 3days to live, what is your last call?