Our life would be totally empty if we reduced it to a simple function of reproducing, eating, evacuating, growing up and dying.
There must be a meaningful point as to why we are here.
We are not here just by simple mistake or by a miracle of nature.
Our main task is to fill this huge gap.
When we come to this point, the question stops being 'Where do we come from?'
and turns out to be 'Where are we heading to?'
Is it that God created us to be masters of our own destiny?
Or do we still have to wait for Him to guide us through life to achieve our purpose?
Objectively, we know that life is short and Time drives us mad in our fulfillment on earth.
We are just passing by.
What is the next stop?
Where is the next stop?
After this life, is there any other existence?
Or do we have to accept, defeated, the fact that we start here and end here just like anything else?
Is it true that we are from dust and to dust we will return?
Is that the end?
