Today, when I was supposed to be thinking about maths in my maths lesson, my mind began to question the most daunting topic of debates, conversation and imaginations. Life.
Life has so many cheesy metaphors: life is a roller coaster, life is wonderful, love life. But I've always struggled with even defining the word life. Does life begin from the moment of conception? Or before? Or after? How can you truly evaluate how 'good' life is, because, well, life is just life.
Life is the years we spend on this kinda crazy but definitely cool planet. What happens within them, they are merely experiences and lessons. Yet apparently these things 'make' life.
But suppose it's the other way round? That experiences and lessons don't make life, but life makes experiences and lessons? I personally prefer it that way.
This world is one of complete confusion: we know the Pythagoras theory but we don't know how to cure cancer? We know how to use vaccinations but so many people still die from illness like cholera? We know how to balance an equation, but we don't know how to balance our thoughts and emotions so we don't hurt anyone?
But here's the thing. Whatever life is. Whatever makes life. Everybody has to admit that the whole concept of life is mind boggling.
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