been readin this book by a sherwin b nulland

i think it kinda inspired me cos last night i wrote this ...

life is like a book
allready written out for us
before we even take our first breath
does life have a meaning
is there a reason for us being here
is death really the end
or is it a passageway to a better place

i wrote this kinda sub-conciousley without evven thinking about it

rather strange i think !!