Who am I? who are you? who are we?
We're all handfull of stellar dust in a thing that we call by world, that we don't know what it's exactly either why we're here. But we know we are.
Why all this exist?
God exist?
Who made God?
And before it?
And after now?
I know I have stuff called fellings and I'm felling emotions, which bring me something called happyness.
I don't know why evil exist.
why people fight and make wars?
I think that as me everyone else like to happyness. So, why don't search for?
Why then...
We have sorrows We have joys.
dissagrements and we have children.
Also we have faith, what is there in the other life's side? or would be die's side?
I have something called fear, and I have fear to be alone and make other ones be afraid.
Do you know? We born, grow up, think, feel the emotions and die.
Sometimes I wonder: how somebody can live having more bad emotions than good ones?
I'd like to help those people, I wanted everybody help those people.
...If you exist you love. Doesn't matter who or what. You're as be and as any star that think.
If you love people and if you take away bad emotions you'll be happy.
I don't know if it imports here, but is there whatever else important?