Big questions. Questions I never imagined I'd be asking.
This reality ain't what we thought it was.
But there is a 'life' and existence beyond this physical world, I can assure you of that. What it looks like, or how it works, I only have guesses.
I think my dad still watches over me, just as he did in this life though.
Is the flesh itself a prison? What did our ancestors do to deserve this? These bodies that we worship so much are so fragile and fleeting it's ridiculous. Even when you're at your most healthy, there's always some physical calamity on its way. And beauty, what a cruel trick. Many don't get lucky to be born with any, and get left unloved, while even the lucky ones get a window of opportunity before it all starts to decay. Seems really more like something satan would design.