I was thinking about the status of our existence and what comes with growing older. People tend to lose their common sense when you think that they would become wiser with age. They become more afraid of what is ahead, unsure, and struggle to find something safe to latch onto. What used to be little coincidences and peculiar events now hold stronger meanings and “signs” of a higher existence. These once strong and individual beings become weak and submissive to an unknown…they become zealots, worshipping whatever they feel is in control. It reminds me a lot of zombies =D and how they have this unending desire to devour and consume, as we do with prayer and devotion. We search for signs of God and divine interventions when really, maybe it’s just us willing these events to happen….I do believe in another life, but my maker doesn’t ask me to be a slave, a zombie, or a zealot. He/She asks me to be myself.