I'm a phantom
Here are some pretty profound statements about life. I looked up the word "phantom" at dictionary.com. Here's the definition: "an appearance or illusion without material substance, as a dream image, mirage, or optical illusion." I give my life more importance than what it's probably merited in the broad spectrum of eternity. I get caught up in temporary things and actions that don't matter. My life is a breath. That makes me stop and think. I'm just a phantom, an appearance without material substance, bustling here and there. So much of what I do is like a dust speck in the landscape of infinity. So much of it is in vain. This is a challenge to prioritize; do what's best instead of what's better. Invest in people and relationships instead of things. What legacy am I leaving for eternity?
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