constant death

we’re always dying. dying to live. dying as each day is passed. constantly dying. but does it every stop? do we ever stop dying? or will we conqure death and roam Earth forever with our souls? i guess we are always partially dead. so why do we freak out and cry when someone is completely dead? life has so many unanswered questions. some of the answers we will never find and yet we still search. life is a game. a constant game of pain and fear. you could even say that part of the game is waiting to die. roaming Earth having fun, laughing, and such just to die in the end. life is a journey. a journey that ends in death. there is no way stop or prevent it. we all die eventually. everyone’s life ends at some point in time.