There are 7 billion people in the world and growing. They live on this planet, some are happy and some are lost. They may appear to live in close proximity, but most of the time, most people are actually alone. What kind of clothes they wear depends on other people's eyes, and the color of the sky depends on their own mood. Walking on the road, stopping in a certain room, over and over again, forever. Everyone is searching for the meaning of life. We will die one day. Whether we are busy living or eager to die, this is what everyone needs to consider!
When you wake up, have you ever thought about how many people live on this planet? What are they thinking and doing? Do you have the same troubles as you? If they had, would anything change?
When you see too much death, do you think it is natural and should be? Should they be punished with death?
There are so many questions that need answers. And the answer is never simple, between people; angels and devils; good or evil; heaven or hell. How to distinguish right from wrong, and how to judge?
I often think in the cold wind, and every time I am confused by the wind.
"I am the God of Death!" I tell myself this every time.