Oh my love

E una bella giornata, vero?

Clouds finally vanished. Sun is shined with glorious love. Finally I understood why histories are buried under ground. Forcefully I stepped on the road and smile. Only I remained in this world. Love came and left; Knowledge learnt and changed. What stayed is the lonely soul that witnesses the progress of life. Isn’t it? There is no ultimate truth. Logics are created by human beings.  One plus one does not have to equal to two or anything. Existence is just a fact. It is human who connects them together to fulfill their psychological needs. We want to find patterns about the universe to prevent tragedy. However, no matter how hard we try, fact never changes. We can only cause tragedy to learn. Having logics lose its meaning. What is the meaning of our existence? The human body is consisted of water, carbon and few minerals. We proved that is not how much each person worths along with the course of humanity. However, who created or who can judge one’s value? Nothing is existed and nothing is everything. What comes to you is just a fact. It is predestined by the so called god. However, everything is going nowhere. Our existence does not matter to anything. Values are only made by our hearts. Equal signs in math did and do prove a neglect percentage of the world. Out of paper, in real life, nothing is absolutely equal. Effort paid and nothing returns. Should we just go with the flow and die without meaning? Does it even matter if anything has a meaning to us? Time fails if one dies. What does a person want in his limited period of time?  Is it a good day? Who defines a good day? Is it a sweating person in desert or a frozen person at North Pole? Meaning changes and fact stays. Nothing is universal meaningful. Definitions of good and evil are evaluated by you and only you, but isn’t that enough? Is it?