enlighten me, starfish
Ok, this could be rather long.
Essentially, life is about spreading your genes. Surviving long enough to have love with a suitable counterpart of your species. The only goal plants, bacteria, animals, viruses have is to keep their species going, and for whatever reason this has fueled life for millions of years. Yet, as humans and maybe even other species gain consciousness of themselves and the world, we experience what I like to call unknown-goals. We've reached a certain point where our man-made deities no longer satisfy our quest for some sort of reason, and we need to fulfill our unknown-goals.
In part, we are still attempting to propagate the species, everything we have created has went in line with this goal; except for war and it's technology. War is an anomaly, animals would fight, but to survive. Man and even some other primates have developed some sort of reason to fight to kill, and this has dominated human history. Another rather ironic part is that religion, our creation of a reason to live, caused war, our creation of a reason to kill. Why?
Well, power. A natural need for power over others spurs the lives of many people, it fulfills their unknown-goals. Gaining wealth is a tangent of gaining power, becoming famous is obviously another section of the same area. But if the point of life is to gain power, why does power die with us? It doesn't. Power can come hand-in-hand with legend. All of us know that if we become famous, we are immortalized in history. We are, surviving forever.
And that my friend is my view of what life is about, quite literally, living forever.
Just my theory, I personally want to live with my wife and grow old with her, travel the world, and enjoy my life; like millions of other people. I'd suggest you live life, it's the only one you got, fly with it.
