Today, my best friends told me that "who am I ?? what's the meaning of life?? what's the reason of life??" He is in enervation and he couldn't come out from a loop of thinking..
I think his state comes from not the lost of meaning of life, but the riddle of meaning of life.
Everybody try to find their reasons of life that are the most precious things.
But it's not easy.. so, somebody might fall into the suffering due to the hardness of finding.
However, I think that the finding of reason is jsut the part of life!!
This agony is endless and our whole life is serie of agony.
There is no clear solution of life because our life is just our own thing.
It is me that make my life beautiful.
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