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What is this...

What is this? This being life and how does it work the way it does. I am sure many people have asked this question over and over again. In fact I am sure that is an understatement since there are so many movies that display this question in a time of 1 hour and 40 minutes to 2 hours. So if you add all those movies together thats a lot of time spent on asking this question and surprisingly answer it. The only problem is that this answer is to make a movie work, or answer for that one person. Yet these hours and hours of movies trying to answer this question have created a way to look into an answer for ones question. How is this possible? Isn't everyones life different? Ins't the way people act different? Ins't how people go through life different? Isn't the challenges that people go through different? Yet I revisit the original question, how can others stories of life help another go through theirs? I now come to this, people are similar yes people have different challenges, people in their life, landscapes, beliefs, times, but out of it all of us have a similarity that connects us all to each other. This allows us to figure a semi solution for ourselves, yet make a solution that is ours to fix our life. This connects people together, which connects us to more and more. Life is not just a daily ritual that one person has to go through and try to strive. Instead life is a connection that brings everything on this world together. It helps us become who we are as one and as a whole. Life may never be figured out by one person, but I have feeling that a whole life has been figured out, we just need to see it through others. Once we see it through others we can grasp it just a bit more get closer to the answer, what is this?

Quote by Ben Tyler
"To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
From the movie One Week

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