Each of us starts off in life like a pure glass of water. The body an outer
shell that contains the water may be different colors and can be decorated
anyway we want but really has little effect on what is held within it. Life
shakes and rattles the glasses and they bump into each other sometimes harder
than others. Sometimes with enough force to shatter one or the other or both.
Sometimes a little of one splashes over into the other forever changing the
content of both containers. And life itself drops things into the container
polluting and diluting it and forever changing the content of the container.
Some things are good and add new flavor to the water, some things are bad and
make it bitter. Like a tea steeped in the events of our lives we change with
every encounter. The water stays murky and clouded as long as we keep it stirred
up but if we calm the water and allow all the contents to settle deep in the
glass both good and bad bring new flavor to the drink within the glass making it
uniquely different from all the rest of the glasses. And when the glass is calm
it cools and is refreshing to all that care to partake. We all have a different
taste, a different mix but in the end when the water is released from the glass
all that was added gets left behind and the water is just water again.

Everything you own at the hour of your death will belong to another but
everything you ARE is yours forever and what you are is the sum of your
experiences and your relationships.

I SUPPOSE THAT TIES IN WITH THE FATE OR DESTINY OF OUR SOULS AND THEREFORE A LEARNING EXPIRIENCE FOR ALL OF US.
PEACE

Romana

Your words are beautiful just like your Spirit, may you be blessed for many years with wonderful thoughts like this to share with others who love reading them like me,

This might be the mening of life? It leaves me with a question though. Those who commit suicide, are there "souls" less experienced?

Well, I thought a while on that one. Maybe we don't die before we are truely ready for the next step in evulution. I think we have been blessed with life on earth. I think that maybe we are a few of many souls who has ben blessed with enlightment? If we live our lifes on earth right we will discover not only the way of the universe, but also fully discover ourselves. I dont think we really know who we are before we have lived.

Wonder if we have been chosen, or if we maybe fought our way trought dimentions. Maybe it gets to much information when we are born, We have a new "vesle" to controll. We forgot who we are? Our parants lives in the world of money and materia. Our society does too.

Makes me think. I like too think

No not less experienced just more tired.
Those who commit suicide find themselves in a spot where they feel they no longer have the courage or strength to continue on. Sadly, no one around them seems to encourage them or be supportive enough to help them get through that rough patch.

It's the trials and times when you feel that you can no longer move forward that build character and add to the depth of wisdom that can be seen in the eyes.

Here's an exercise.... Try to describe who you are without resorting to familial relationships, job titles, work that you do, or things that you like to partake in. Who are you without all of the things that you do or the things that happened to you in the course of life?

DAMN, YOU MAKE MY HEAD SWELL WITH YOUR KIND WORDS A REALLY APPRECIATE YOUR WORDS AND THANK YOU! BTW, THAT WAS A VERY GOOD THOUGHT ON APRIL'S PART AND I AGREE....

DESMOND, I HAVE TO GET BACK TO YOUR PHILOSOPHY OF THINKING. I WILL PUT IN MY 2 CENTS WORTH. I JUST HAVE TO COLLECT MY THOUGHTS AND IT'S STILL TO EARLY. MAYBE AFTER SOME MORE COFFEE AND NICOTINE......

I have myself been suicidal. I know all about society going against me. I get somtimes those terible depressions and the last thing you wana hear is "suicide is the easy way trough life" or "It's Evil to commit suicide, think at all us who wil be left in greif". Well....at one point I learned to ignore them. I didn't care anymore about there grief and I saw that there response on my action was there problem. Why would I care about them if they didn't cared about me?
Lucky me there was this one person who gave me a big push. Someone accepted me! But the real work you allways have to do yourself. And here I am sitting whriting about it hoping that it tuches someone who needs it

To answer on your exercise April. This all is why I know who I am. I had nothing to live for but myself. And that is somthing most people don't ever experience. My big question now is "What" am I.

Thats good Romana, As I said. I look forward to it