Exist?
If I were to be god what would I be?
Nothing more than that, that makes me.
To have fun and laugh in pain, to scream at the joy in the world for its futility.
To cry for the past and smile for the future.
It all comes to an end none the better none the wiser none left to scream.
Life so beautiful in its piece, life so beautiful in its world.
It all comes to an end.
If life were to come to an end who would weep?
Not the living for they weren't there, not the dead for they are alive.
Time is meaningless, life meaningless but it all so precious.
Everything is as it were, as it is, as it was.
to have fun is the truth.
To exist and live is the truth.
To be is the answer.
You think and are, no other question or answer to be asked.
Live as you because you aren't anyone.
You is you is you.
I am I am I.
God is or is not.
Life exists and is, continuing despite the truth.
None matters, it doesn't exist but you are.
Life matters, it exists, it is, it had been, it will be, it is.
When the end is, it ends.
When dead are, it mattered.
Life means not matters.
That is the answer.
Everything ends.
That's the point.
The truth.
The answer.
It matters because it ends.
It matters because it ends.