Life is a gift. As sweet as a ripped peach, as precious as a guilded jewel. I've never understood the logic of willfully suerrendering such a treasure. And what is there to gain? How dark can your existance be when compared to an empty void?
Unless of course, you have faith that there is something beyond. What do you see from where you stand? A bright light at the end of the tunnel? Is it a ray of hope? A glimmer of something better? Or will it burn you like the rising sun?
Is that sound youre heard the trumpeting of st peters angels , or the screams of memnochs tortured souls? You can't answer that, can you, because you will never know the answer, till the deed is done. And is your faith really that strong?
I understand the need to move on it is something that happens , and your time has truly come. I also understand that with the beauty of this life there comes pain and despair. No one is immune. But consider what is in your hands. Don't trade a treasure for an empty box.
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