"Can you see how we thought we might be able to do better, thought? How we could have supposed that maybe you didn't deserve all the excellent thing of this world?"

When did it become okay for someone to decide whether you deserve something or not? What makes that person qualified to judge? What is right or wrong? How come there is only a right or wrong?

Have you ever been angry with a being, for judging you? Now have you ever made a being irritated for judging them? In this world there is a right and wrong, but when was that established, and by who, if I may ask? Well, People of Faith would state that it all started with Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, and that God judge them. But if you were to ask a psychologist or philosopher he would probably state, that right and wrong were started by a human who felt superior to another being. And by my guess they would even include saying, it is most probably was a man, for their early sexist beliefs. But why according to the Bible we are all sinners. If we judge each other, it would sort of be like, pointing your finger at someone, but yo have four more fingers pointing back at you. And why isn't there a middle. From my own belief there is a middle. The reason to this thought; everything in the world has its balance and this topic has one to, only the world has not found it yet.

But I leave you with this: without war there wouldn't peace, without failure there wouldn't be victory. Without hate there wouldn't love!

Reading Journal XIX

"What will you see, after we're dead?"

What happens after we die? Does heaven or even, hell really exist? Could you still roam around the earth, while being dead? Do you reincarnate? Do you know ones you have died?

Thanks to God, I have never been in a situation were I am at my life's peek. However, I have been in danger, and the some of the most horrifying moments of my life. About a year ago I went to T.J. to visit my family for Christmas. My Aunt had taken me to the nail salon to get my nails done, obviously. But had we not known that our little bonding would turn into a horror. When The lady was about to finish, putting on the top coat, a man with a ski mask knocked on the window -door. The lady had locked the door, it was barely 6 o' clock, but since it was winter it got darker earlier. The man and his posy locked as all in a bathroom. We were all afraid to come out, we stayed in for about half an hour, until, we heard one of the clients. That was the most terrifying thing that has ever happened to me.

You know how they say, "MY whole life flashed before my eyes!" Well, that didn't quite happened to me. The whole time i kept thinking, how if something were to happen to me, how my family would react. But especially, my little sister. I was sad,that I wouldn't be there for her, when she grew older. How would she react to the fact that I am dead, and is never going to come back?. So to me I don't really care what happens after death, because the only thing that worries me is how much I am going suffer leaving behind the ones who love me most.