Life and Times of a Nigga Called Da Muhs

I'm sure everyone goes through moments where they realize how short and finite our time here is. Our entire existence is so insignificant in the grand scheme of things. When you think of how large the universe is and how much we don't even know here on earth such as what exists deep in the oceans and the complex life forms all over the planet, etc. It becomes even scarier when we wonder what exactly happens when we die and if there is even anything for us afterwards. I feel confident that we experience life after death and not just by what religion teaches us. I'm fascinated with accounts of near-death experiences and how they all are unique but at the same time have eerily similar elements. I also strongly believe in a higher power and again not just from what religion teaches us. But I think we all wonder "what is the point of this life?", "How does it relate to our afterlife (if there is one)?". There has to be something to it all. Why is our existenc...

Throughout my grade school career I was an admitted loser. I barely had any real friends, didn't talk to many people, and sat alone at lunch time. I still made time to have many embarrassing moments during those lunch periods. I'll reminisce here a bit. Well I was enrolled in public school starting in 5th grade in elementary school. Lunch periods we only sat with our class, but I still didn't really talk to anyone. I remember one kid mocking the way I eat my popcorn. Mom always would pack some popcorn (made from those classic popcorn makers every morning). I would hold the bag of popcorn in my lap rather than just have it on the table. I don't remember it bothering me too much that he mocked me except it was a little embarrassing. It was another loser kid anyway so nobody paid attention. When I started middle school I was used to just sitting with my class at lunch, so at my first lunch I sat near people that were from my class not realizing I can sit anywhere I wanted....