Millions come and go every minute. Who cares? Why care for the joys and vicissitudes of this little world? Go beyond that if you dare; go beyond law, let the whole universe vanish, and stand alone.
Why do people live? To what end? Trapped endlessly in the world... Forgetting the purpose? What is the purpose? Why live? To what end?
It's rightful at one Level to celebrate people's death... Afterall you move ahead in the journey. But the attachment makes you grieve. Being in the world makes you grieve... Why are people in the world? Why are people trapped? If at all they are....
