Meaning of Life

Meaning of life

Fickle, unknowing, incomprehensible, and impossible: these are all words people used to describe the so called “meaning of life”. I would like to present the possibility that I myself have possibly cracked the code, thing about it is, it will mostly be only true to me, perhaps only comprehensible by me, but from the good of my soul I would like to put myself forward and illustrate why I believe people are here (as of to what purpose they are to serve). For example, if you see someone sitting down doing nothing, what purpose are they serving? Nothing; therefore it is my belief that nothing could be there purpose. One may say “my life has purpose because I save lives”, eventually what happens to those saved? They die, would it not then stand to reason the man who saves lives has done nothing, if everything he does, will be eventually undone his purpose has no meaning and therefore is, undone.
Since the beginning of man there has always been that lingering question, always sluffed to the back, on the account of its omniscient nature, First I believe we should ask a question about its aforementioned nature, how can we comprehend something that is fundamentally everything, but eventually nothing at all. We as people question our whereabouts such as when and how, but I want to go farther than just where do people come from (the stork of course), I want to venture into how, once again going deeper, how people come to be, ignoring biology, the ultimate question of “what made us”; this was the question that birthed religions, but even deeper, what created the planet on which we sustain ourselves, religions will say god’s, scientists say… well a very large noise, but where did that all come from? I’m sure someone with more knowledge on this subject could certainly go deeper. But what about why, why is anything here, and why are we here, some say we are to help people, push our species beyond our capabilities, beyond “God” but then? We do no not know. Therefore in my opinion we need to go for why? Why are we here? To that, there is no answer, but ironically couldn’t that be the answer in itself; what do we do in our lives? Our instinctual goal is for the species to survive, which does what? Nothing except to keep the cycle going. So from this minimal explanation would it not make sense to say that we have no purpose; and if we do it is nothing but a never ending cycle of sustainment. Therefore if all we are put here to do is to live, is death the answer? Perhaps it could be as simple as We live to die and that is the meaning of life. But People will say “there has to be more”, “there is a reason I am here”, “I’ve had kids”, “I’ve made money”, “I’ve changed the world”; perhaps for now, but forever? What I think I am trying to say is there is nothing, nothing is the only constant we can look to.
People will also say but there has to be a purpose for us, otherwise we wouldn’t be here, why would I exist, why would my family exist, why would anyone exist if they had no purpose, no reason. There is no reason for that, we are here through some means, but if we were not here, what would change? Nothing. The lives we lead the things we do, have no reason at all, we do these things because of what we have been taught to do through necessity, for survival, our whole meaning in life is to sustain ourselves, because no matter what, we will never outlast infinity, which reduces everything we have to nil.

(This statement was made with God not a variable involved, I am speaking of mortality and the meaning of life, nothing more)