We are left in the depth of distress.

Is it really about who wins.

We are mere pawns in life’s game of chess.

We know our name, where we live, that we are alive.

But we do not really know our true essence.

Do we know who we are however much we strive.

But we are a creature of sentience.

What happens to this consciousness.

Where did it come from or go.

What is its final address.

We are on a melting ice flow.

We search high and low.

Until we die we will not know.

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Where do we come from

Where will we go in the end

At death we will know

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See Psalm 78