People live their life as they are forced to survive. To work so they can earn money to buy food, and make sure there are still a place to stay. To pray so they believe they don't do things for nothing, and that there is a greater force where they can place a hope on, and blame on - or find peace - when bad outcomes occur. To love so they have a companion to share the journey. To hate when things don't work the way they want.
People take part in an organization, join in an extreme adventure or just indulge in a hobby or job is merely so that they won't get bored, feel wasted, or passing day-by-day like a zombie. There must be something to feel. Something to think. Something to do. Until death comes.
It's all drama. It's just a play. It's a life.
Think this way. A bean sprout. Thousands of it. It is 'born' in a soil, grow and ripe. Time to harvest it - all or one by one. And the farmer will plant it again. We are the bean sprout. We can choose to be happy, sad, sarcastic, optimistic, careless, stupid, or devoted. Doesn't matter. It doesn't cover the fact that everything will come to an end, and start again. It's been that way for an infinite time.
This is how I see what life really is.
