The Meaning of Life

by xxXxx V!©KÂ¥ xxXxx   Dec 31, 2004


God came down from the skies
To see me yesterday morning
All because the night before
I asked him to tell me no more lies
"I want to know the meaning, God, the actual meaning of life. Am I really here for a reason? Or just to get beat down on?"
My questioning went on for minutes, maybe even hours.
Now expecting a reasonable answer, it astonished me, what he said. "The whole reason you are on this earth my dear, is to ask yourself that one simple question "

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