what is life but an attempt to be happy.
if i were to sleep forever, could i create a new life?
would it be what i conciously dream of?
or rather would it end up being as troublesome as the one im in?

what is to die but to move on into another demension.
if i were to live forever in the next place, would i be a new person?
would it be what we suppose it is?
but how would we know anyways but to expirience it.

life tries to kill us
hurt us
confuse us
hate us

therefore we must love.
because love conquers all.

i hope