Instead of answering your question directly I shall quote from the Indian poet Tagore: “I slept and dreamt that life was joy/ I awoke and saw that life was service/I acted and behold, service was joy.” In fact, through my work I discover life, people, and everything which happens around us.

The universe conspires to help the dreamer

Your decision to walk creates the path ahead

Instead of using your thoughts, become your thoughts

I don't care whether it was once sacred or not, I HATE WHAT I DO. It's destroying my soul, making me lose touch with myself, teaching me that pain is a reward, that money buys everything and justifies everything.

and that, in the end, the most interesting people always leave.

There is an afterlife. I am convinced of this.