4 lines to rule them all

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Heres a visual representation of what your life looks like if you live above the statistical benchmark to the age of 80. Each square here represents one week at an average of 53 weeks per year To some this might seem morbid, but I find it fascinating, humbling. You see a box I see milestones; birth of a child. The passing of a loved one. Graduation. The first paycheck. Marriage. Happiness and sadness and everything in between all rolled into 4 lines connected together. I like to fill in each week as it passes, it serves the following purpose - acts as a reminder on how far I have to go, so I contemplate and reflect on mistakes to learn from them - helps in keeping my self aligned to my values and stick to my smaller seemingly mundane habits that will only benefit me in the long run (like staying active/ keeping relationships) - keeps me grounded on how much I do not know - a constant reminder on not to take small things too seriously as it will all eventually come to an end - lastl...

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 The bittersweetness of religion




What is religion if not solace

What is religion if not comfort?

It is chains and shackles that bind me 

It is force that holds me back from my potential 

But is it not comfort, that there is something grander, more meaningful in the distance?

For some that may be the case, for radicals it is a tool used to apply pressure, a rallying cry for insecure men to justify their barbarism, a veil for weak women to cower behind

The question then is, why is that?

Interpretation. Simple. Or so I think

Meaning the ways in which it can be understood are as many as the number of humans that reside on the planet, and then even they have conflicting understandings that fluctuate like the weather, different every day of the week 

Is it not astounding though, that despite the oceans of  difference in opinions and interpretations of these religions, that they have withstood the test of time? then is there not something more to it?

Some would say it has withstood because humans are built in a manner where they need answers, the curious ape would go crazy if at the end of his existence was oblivion

In essence the true beauty of life is faith, faith in either a Omnipresent being or faith in nothingness

Such is the bittersweetness of religion 



- M 

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