Existential Crisis

A fascination of man kind, but why does it belong?

My question goes unanswered but the superstition of a simple human life haunts many, many people. Why do we do anything if we just die in the end? Is there really a proper answer?

I always rip out the last page of a book for that very reason. Nothing ends, life goes on after the last chapter of a book. What stops us from living on while we're actually 6 feet under?

Ghost? Most likely.
Reincarnation? Who knows.

A pointless post just for you to think about.