Is there any meaning in life? No matter what, in the end, death is inevitable. Neither is it possible to leave any mementos of yourself forever- it eventually disappears too. As for memories, they are like wisps of smoke, eventually fading into nothingness. Thus, no one in this world can in a sense, live forever. Some could argue that we live on through our descendants, but can that be truly called 'living on?' Genetic data has always, and will always be, only genetic data. Meaningless. Irrelevant. In short, there is no way we can leave our marks behind in this world.
So, some would ask, what do we exist for? I believe, that life itself does not have purpose. Eventually, all that we have in done in life will unravel and end. However, that does not mean we should stop doing good.. we do good, so that those who come after us, can enjoy a better world then ours. At the very least, our descendants can enjoy a blissful, although meaningless life.
Life is pretty much a series of incidents, happy and sad, tied together. To say that it has meaning, is a lie. No one, and nothing at all, can ever make it so. In fact, the sole reason why we humans still live on, instead of commiting suicide until none of us remain, is probably because we live for the ones we love. For others.
And with the ending of my words, I firmly state that life, has no rewards for living it. Life sucks. Big time. There isn't gonna be any deity up there bringing the good to heaven. We'll all rot in the cold ground when we die, waiting for the Sun to die as well.
This is all I have to say for now.. will blog again another time. Good night.
So, some would ask, what do we exist for? I believe, that life itself does not have purpose. Eventually, all that we have in done in life will unravel and end. However, that does not mean we should stop doing good.. we do good, so that those who come after us, can enjoy a better world then ours. At the very least, our descendants can enjoy a blissful, although meaningless life.
Life is pretty much a series of incidents, happy and sad, tied together. To say that it has meaning, is a lie. No one, and nothing at all, can ever make it so. In fact, the sole reason why we humans still live on, instead of commiting suicide until none of us remain, is probably because we live for the ones we love. For others.
And with the ending of my words, I firmly state that life, has no rewards for living it. Life sucks. Big time. There isn't gonna be any deity up there bringing the good to heaven. We'll all rot in the cold ground when we die, waiting for the Sun to die as well.
This is all I have to say for now.. will blog again another time. Good night.
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