I think the only reason that we live is fear of death. I think that every other reason is a product of rationalization. Reasons such as love, fun, hope, ect. I don't think that anybody being truly honest with themselves would be able to claim that such things - all of which created by the mind - are worth the life of pain and turmoil that affords them.
What really makes life worth the suffering, work and hassle?
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