Postcard world

This world , is like a pop up book; unreal! Like a postcard, one day it will be folded up. Where then will we be? Every soul thinks about it's existence and journey. Every soul urges the mind to think about their existence. One day when the sky will meet the sea in the fold of His Will; and all things man made will be crushed; what is left is what He has bestowed for us; and then when that is gone and the world as we see it is flat; where will we be and what shall become of us? *foodforthought *remindertoself *positivespiritualprogrss