Think of this man’s or woman’s hopeless idea on how to live. They are hopeless by choice.
No plan. Just an unrealistic maybe, a shoddy, limited outlook at what might happen to them after their last breath. Being recycled, what?
Looking at the grave coming closer and sooner every year with “only now” to live and die and what? Maybe some kind of twilight zone thought of reincarnation? Why think of that lying mess?
Why even consider coming back to this…..