The bottom line is you are not the same person that grew up in your parents house. Your parents are not the same people that raised your former self.
Everyone is a copy of themselves that walks around with the illusion that you are you.
When you die you don't really die in the sense that you are familiar with. You die atom by atom everyday. When you die in the traditional sense all that happens is there will be no more copies of you being made.
Life is really unimportant and an illusion. Nothing you do or say means shit. You are not even you.
Everyone is a copy of themselves that walks around with the illusion that you are you.
When you die you don't really die in the sense that you are familiar with. You die atom by atom everyday. When you die in the traditional sense all that happens is there will be no more copies of you being made.
Life is really unimportant and an illusion. Nothing you do or say means shit. You are not even you.
