While watching an old documentary, I saw some men walking in a wood. I started wondering about them. Where are they now? Are they still alive? What were their stories, their lives like? Were they aware that their images might have been seen after a long time, in other countries, by people they would never know? What does all this wondering mean? Where does it bring me? It leads me to simply consider the fact that each of us is someone who actually exists, who has a specific place here on Earth, someone who can still have a "presence" after a long time, who can be remembered, or acknowledged, or thought about. Each of us means something not only to ourselves, but also to others. Think that, just by looking at you, people can be affected positively or negatively, they can be either inspired or depressed or uplifted by the aura that surrounds you. Your being here, now, means a great deal, so do not waste the opportunity to make your existence a beautiful example of a life well lived.
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