No matter how far I run from creation it chase me everywhere I go. I can not escape it, is everywhere I look. Even if I close my eyes I can still feel creation inside of me. What’s the reason of life? Why I’m still here ? Every time I wake up , I wonder who decided to give me another opportunity of life without my consent. I have no choice but to keep living a life I did not choose. Who is this majestic creator who thought it was a good idea to create me and keep me on earth all this time. I no longer ask why but who? Who is this God? Who is that creator who love me so much that pick ME to be here on earth. I no longer run from it. Now I run looking for it. I won’t stop until I find the one who created me.