As a window into my life, a ine way window to be presise, you can see out but not in. Depending on how you think about it, or how you place it, life is not what it's cracked up to be. Now I'm not trying to imply anything here, but thiink about it. It all ends the same way, we die. We die, then what's left of us? Is there really a heaven? A Hell? I believe so. I also believe that it doesn't matter about all the little things that you have done wrong. If it isn't that way then I would have to think that the sins you have been forgiven for by your mother, father, whomever, gives you the acess to heaven.
Remember, Angels are always seen, but not always recognized
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