life
let me pose a question to all of those who happen to stumble across this entry: why do you believe that you are here? it's not that difficult of a question to grasp, however it is one that no one seems to be able to provide a substantial answer to. why is this? are we to not know this? or are we too blind to see the answer despite it being
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The reason why it took me so long to formulate a response is because I wanted to make sure I sounded coherent.
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To me, I don't think I have a reason for living, but I like it that way. It just seems that life would be so hollow and meaningless if we were only placed on Earth just so we could reproduce and/or carry out our human existence until we die. If people make the conscious choice to reproduce, then so be it. Same answer applies for those who make the conscious choice to not reproduce.
I also don't think that having more "toys" than the next person has anything to do with winning the game of life. It's like that Calvin and Hobbes comic where the question, "What would you choose: money or happiness?" was posed.
Calvin's response: "I would choose money, because that way, I could buy happiness [sic]."
Well, if by "winning" you mean that possessing more material goods than the person next to you is a victory, then yeah, I would agree with you.
So are we on Earth to seek happiness? Perhaps, but there are many people who can't seem to find happiness no matter where they turn, so they commit suicide.
Also, there are a bunch of stories about powerful men and women who have tons of money and tons of material goods, but are always miserable because they can't find happiness, or friendship, or love, or any other positively-connotated term like that.
There's also that other story that I write at least once a year in my particular blog about:
There once was a couple who, no matter how hard they tried, could never have children of their own. This was because of a particular medical ailment the mother had. Instead, they decided that adoption would be the best alternate to raise a child.
They arrived at the adoption center, and the woman in charge greeted them warmly. "Welcome," she said. "The children are in the various rooms down that hallway," she continued, pointing out her directions.
The couple walked down the long hallway and watched the different children. Some were playing with blocks, others were watching a movie, others were playing board games, but the one child that caught the couple's eyes the most was a solitary little girl at a table, coloring. The couple asked the woman in charge if they could speak with the girl, and the woman said that that would be fine.
The mother spoke first, and said, "Little girl, why are you sitting by yourself?" But she got no response.
She tried again: "Little girl, we'd like to take you home with us. We have a large house where you'd your own backyard and your own room to sleep in. Wouldn't you like that?" But again, the little girl just stared down and didn't make eye contact.
The father said, "Little girl, we have lots of money. We could buy you anything you wanted: clothes, toys, we will buy you anything you want. Wouldn't you like that?" But the girl remained silent.
The couple was getting increasingly saddened by the girl's refusal to speak. The mother gave one last attempt: "Little girl, what IS it that you'd like?"
The little girl looked up and said, "All I want is for someone to love me."
Yeah, long-winded, I'm sure... but I suppose it tries to touch on everything you mentioned, albeit very vaguely. Love seems to play such an integral role in most lives, but when it comes to finding "the one," some people just can't seem to do so. Is that their fault? I don't think anyone should be faulted for having an inability to find love. I guess it also shows that some people don't need lots of money or lots of goods in order to be happy, but I find it harder to believe that, with our rapid advancement of technology and living expenses, that people can be happy whilst being poor.
So, my arguments were very circular, and I understand that. That's exactly why I say that I do not think I have a reason to live, but I'm sure I'll find out a reason sooner or later.
I can't speak for the entire human race, though, when it comes to answering the question "Why are we here?" I do not think I'm in any position to do so.
By the way, happy belated birthday.
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