Driving hours and hours down a flat highway with the family to another wonderful vacation at Disney again, I'm haunted by one thought. What is the purpose of our life? Town after town with houses and businesses separated by stretches of land. Without the hustle of a big city, you realize how much nothing surrounds us.
Every morning, why do we wake up? To do what? Survive? Gain adulthood, create more of us and take care them so they can....survive and procreate. There's really nothing else involved. Life is just perpetuating itself to ensure its survival. Thats all. There is no "great purpose" to creatures. We are just nature at its latest manifestation.
This was so fine until we got our cute wrinkly brains and started to be self aware. We watched ourselves do this and wondered... why?
Without the tools and knowledge of science, we started creating myths and legends to create order out of chaos. Then governments. Then religions.
Those discoveries let us to wonder and awe at our surroundings. Led us to comfort in higher beings and an afterlife. But none of that is the reason we are on the planet.
Because we have no reason. Our purpose
is to live and survive. Help others survive.
Help our society survive. Period.
At my age, it's almost calming to realize there is no achievement to be reached, no finish line. Just survive and help others survive.
Amen
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