Yet people, specimens are lost. We look for something to guide us, we all do. Whether it be a divine figure, an idol, an emotion, a goal, etc. It eases the mind to think life after all this is better. I'm not completely sure about the whole heaven concept. The limbo concept intrigues me. Had I known for a fact there was a heaven, I'd be slitting my wrist right now. But then again, it's a sin to kill thyself, even when you're going through a lot, right? But then again, everyone is forgiven? Back and forth.