i sit and i gaze at the stars up above wondering where we came from who are these beings that brought us to earth whats the purpose whats the outcome is there really a god that created us all if so why the pain and the suffering why put us thru hell on this place we call earth then have the audacity to say that you love us are there really aliens high in the sky are we pawns in there trite little game are they testing our knowledge reviewing our strenghts planning to dominate our world, our name are we players in a technological game are we programmed to think life is real all alive in the running,all dead the games over just a bet in the next standing deal is our life just the dream of some great unknown species when we sleep is when they begin to awake are we their nightmares and dreams thier hopes and there fears or are we their break from lifes difficult aches i continue to sit and gaze at the stars wondering where we came from who are these beings that brought us to earth whats the purpose whats the outcome who knows if we'll ever know who brought us life made us grow, made us learn ,made us feel who knows why they did it, their purpose ,their goal or how it all ends if its real drawing no conclusions of how we came to be not one reason for why we exist maybe someday, the truth will be known but till then, we've no choice but to live
very well put dragonangelbiker. here is a thought of mine along the same lines Who gets to decide what im worth who sent my soul to live on this earth they did not know what they where getting the day they summoned my birth/
thank you for the lines you wrote for me to make reference to. it really hit home with me on many different levels and plateaus of what reality is
