Life.

Life, Life at its core works all around justly, life. The twist and turns the general turbulence of life will always continue, what do we do? Panic? Laugh? No, we go as one with it. Hope for the best, make what we can from it all. Will we make civilizations or just another paper plane? Will we build monuments to our success or merely crumble? Well. Why does it truly matter? Where is the meaning in anything we do with life? Where is the meaning of just going with the flow of life? What is the point? To drift away? To just be supplicant to anything and everything that comes your way? Thats the question...