sometimes, a song will play and i'm compelled to think.
"if all our lives are but a dream,
fantastic posing greed,
then we should feed our jewelry to the sea.
for diamonds do appear to be
just like broken glass to me"
i think panic at the disco is on to something here. perhaps, life is like a dream, short and fleeting. and truly we live our lives in a self-serving manner. but in realizing this, material possessions have no meaning. because at the end of our lives, do things really matter?
just something to think about.
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Solomon said it first.
Grab your bible and read Ecclesiastes :]
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