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The future is often unknown. And the journey to one’s final destination is magnificent. I once saw in a documentary about Vincent van Gogh that he, having once been a minister, spoke of life as “a pilgrimage in which man seeks god along a lonely, difficult path.” I thought that was extremely accurate; that’s what it is, in many ways. We needn’t be scared of the difficulties, though. You simply take things one day at a time, and deal with things as they come. Nothing is perfect for anybody. | Despite all of that, it’s all really poetic. When looked at in context, life is poetic. That’s the biggest compliment or kind word I can think of. Even if there’s no hereafter; and god does not exist; and life becomes difficult for all of us, heading forward–I always say to myself that as long as I have my downtime to meditate, listen to music, write, and read, then I am forever ok. Even if there’s no rhyme and reason anymore, it’s ok. I personally would not advise giving up hope in god. But I’ve seen a lot of atheists who are committed humanitarians, artists, and etc. They’re good people, and they make the most of their time here on earth. I myself prefer to believe, but I know it’s a personal thing, a personal choice. I think human choice and choosing the direction of one’s life is one of the more-beautiful things about life. It’s total freedom within stern boundaries, for everyone. “In places here and foreign lands, the rainbow can be seen in hands that make the world a better place. A rainbow of the human race.”  -N. N. Charles