If we all end up dying, what's the purpose of living?
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Without ranting for a long time, (which I do tend to do.) I'll just say that I'm of the opinion that life is beautiful because we end up dying. I am christian, but I won't bring too much faith into it.
That life can grow, against all odds is beautiful. We live in a universe that is growing increasingly chaotic near a gigantic ball of fusing gas. And on this relatively small rock, it so happens that there is a way for things to just kind of make themselves.
I guess it could happen anywhere, but this is the only place we know of. It's not for lack of trying, but we haven't seen this life anywhere else. And it's weird. Life is weird. It is almost like randomly, parts of the universe just kind of developed a consciousness and started doing it's own thing. Whatever it wanted. I attribute it to the God I believe in, but that's just my opinion.
Either way, we just kind of happened. And we don't see things like that very often. Almost never. Not to mention that we've been bombarded by rocks from space, blasted with radiation from the very thing that gives us life and we can't seem to stop being at each others throats. The fact that we came to be what we are is amazing enough, let alone we survived to continue developing into what we are.
I think it's pretty special. And that we are all our own person is even more special. We develop as a species and as individuals. I've loved seeing and experiencing both, and I can't wait to continue doing so.0