I'm a few hours into a Monday where I'm trying to be more positive, and right now even I want to punch myself in the face, so we'll see how the rest of the day goes. Spirituality, for lack of a better term, is a strange thing for me, because it's something that I've always been fascinated by, and felt a real pull towards... but I also don't believe in "spirits" anymore at all. I don't believe in heaven or hell either, and for as much as I really enjoy most Eastern philosophy, I also don't believe in Karma. When I look at myself and feel the need to better myself, I'm not motivated by a fear or concern for what happens when I die. I really don't care. People dig holes every fucking day. Someone will figure it out. What motivates me is happiness, my own happiness, and the happiness of others around me, and to the extent that other people being happy makes me really fucking happy, ultimately, there's not a huge distinction there. Whether you believe in an eternal afterlife or not though, one thing is absolutely true. There is going to come a moment in THIS life that is your last moment. There will be no more future moments to plan for or fantasize about. Just one last breath, and whatever past you have built behind you. You are building the past that you will be staring at in that last moment RIGHT NOW. Are you building something that you're going to be proud of, or are you going to slip into whatever may or may not be on the other side of this with a mind full of regret?