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Castrop-rauxel, Nordrhein-Westfalen, Germany



Do you prefer to be guided with faith or to sink into the unknown of nihilism?
I birth a world of suffering to mire and plague.
In one fleeting moment, lives come and go. Ever moving towards the unknown.
And in that fleeting moment, they cry for the answer to the question:
Why, given life, are they meant to suffer. To die...
As fragmented, imperfect beings, yours is a never-ending quest.
A quest to find your purpose, knowing your end is assured.
To find the strength to continue, when all strength has left you.
To find joy, even as darkness descends...
...And amidst deepest despair, light everlasting.
God bless you.