Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die,

Charles Bukowski
Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make...
Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make...
Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make...
Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make...
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Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die, is an extremely profound quote that you should always remember. There are many people who wish that they could be granted their own personal heaven or hell. However, there is no way that they will ever know the exact reasons behind the creation of the world and it’s subsequent events. However, one thing is for certain.

The human race will someday be destroyed. It may take millions of years for it to happen but sooner or later it will come to pass. And when it does, there will be no one left to mourn our loss.

So instead of fretting about what it all means, why not try living every moment as though it is your last?

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