Trust ourselves, think, dream and know how to follow our dreams

Hello friends,

Have you ever visited a cemetery in search of the last resting place of a departed loved one?

Or all your regrets, crammed between two graves, everything you could not do and did not do...

Are you unsure which universe to choose?

Or are you drowning in your own sorrow and desire?

All of this has been on my mind lately.

You may wonder, why did I think of it.

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I came upon a family in a cemetery who were looking around like lost sheep because they could not locate the grave of their grandfather who had passed away twenty years earlier.

It seemed as though their betrayal was causing the entire planet to creak.

"Ahhh, I murmured, ahhh, Peter, will you too be forgotten when the time comes? Is it possible for your offspring and descendants to locate your burial in this manner?

Shall you also have a tombstone?

Is there anything more to this world, I wonder?

He obviously tells a thousand lies, but nonetheless.

As these ideas drove my mind to new places and into the unknown, one by one, all of my hope's doors were closing.

Eventually, we shall, of course, draw back all the curtains and peer through a different window to see the globe from a different planet or worlds.

Therefore, in my opinion, we shouldn't vanish from this planet or be forgotten.

Who knows how many neighbors they had throughout the decades, how many individuals lived in their era, how many people they shared meals with, how many conversations they had with them?

We do not forget those who left their mark; we know them, we remember them. We only know the people who wrote and drew the names we mentioned, the people who generated ideas, the kings and sultans.

We remember them like heroes in books or the fraternity of letters in poetry, even though we do not see their graves.

But those in their immediate vicinity were both those who were born in the same century and others.

Not even their relatives or grandchildren remember or know... They vanish into nothing.

While all of this was going on, and my mind was tearing itself apart, I made the following decision:

We need to create something that will sustain us when our bodies pass away, such as a book, artwork, music, school, etc., if we want to survive in this world, be remembered centuries from now, be kept alive, and never be forgotten.

However, we are aware that neither a grave nor any dirt can bury an idea!

As long as we believe in ourselves, have the ability to think, dream, and act upon our dreams.

due to the fact that a person's dreams exceed his life.

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