The question of if life has meaning only exists because our lives mean everything to us. And we feel as if we need a reason as to why.

We will most likely never know if a god exists. We will never know if a god doesn’t. It doesn’t feel logical to dwell on it for too long. But we do anyway. We can’t help but dwell on it. I choose to equate reality itself with the divine and leave it at that.

We never truly die. What we call our deaths is just energy getting repurposed. Energy that has and will always exist. The only thing that ceases to be is our individual consciousness.

All that is, is divine. God is what flows through and makes up all reality. Us conscious beings are the vessels through which god observes itself. Our differences distort its perceptions. Causing us to view ourselves as individuals rather than as a part of one whole.