This is what I thought about at four in the morning last night when I couldn’t sleep.

Life doesn’t seem real, it’s been tripping me out lately, all the things that are happening around the world, the way people act,the way things are, and all the new discovery’s are like something you’d read from a fiction book. I really don’t think this life is real, I sort of just think it’s just an illusion or a dream. Sometimes my dreams seem more real than life. I dunno, I believe in reincarnation and I don’t believe in heaven or hell, I think we choose where we want to be born just for the experience and I believe the soul is something that is endless. My thought of that also trips me out though, to think that WE are endless, I dunno think about it, it’s estimated that there are hundreds of billions of galaxies in the universe, endless. Were smaller than a microscopic bacteria floating in the ocean compared to the universe. 

Just thoughts/ideas/opinions, :p if you disagree no need to bash me, but I’m interested in reading others thoughts about life and death.