User:Danny4575/The purpose of life

I haven’t written for awhile now. Mostly when I do write, there is something I want to learn or remind myself. I want to write down the thoughts that go through my head. I am not writing for anyone other than for myself. I believe that I know little about life. I know that there are many others who have been through much more than me and they compiled their life experiences in journals and books that they write. That is why I love to read so much. Within each book, there are valuable lessons each person can learn through someone else’s experiences. I don’t believe that there’s one way of doing things or one right way of things. However, I do believe that I can accumulate a bundle of data from different people and analyze what is right or what is good for me in order to live the best possible life for me.

Some say, life has no purpose. We come to this world with nothing and we leave it with nothing. There is no heaven and there is no hell. Everything we do is pointless because in the end, we will die and we can’t take anything with us. Then, to these people, life is simply an experience. Everything comes and then goes. Some measure their successes in life through the accumulation of riches. They formulate riches equaling power and control. To these people, they are thinking to about other people in this context "You aren't good enough, you aren't smart enough, so let me run your life for you."

And, there are childish men who measure success by the number of women they sleep with. Such frivolty exists not only to teenagers but to older men in their senior years. I know, I met many men in their 50s still NOT “getting it”. What these men don’t realize is that having empty sex is the same thing as masturbation. They let their dicks do their thinking for them instead of their hearts and their heads.

We've all been unconsciously brainwashed with what success is in life with what is fed to us through social interactions or through the way we were brought up by our parents or the media. We’re blinded by what success means to someone else versus the reality.

Here is what success and the purpose of life mean to me… Each person is placed on this planet with no proper guidance and purpose. Instead, we are placed on a rock that circles the sun on a constant pace embracing to the sky at night and praying to something we call Hope. We ask, "What on Earth are we doing here?" Certainly, there has to be more than to life than merely existence. If that's the case, why do get these things call Emotions and Imaginations? The very thing that separates Human Beings from rocks and animals is in our ability to think, feel and imagine.

We’re placed on earth with no guidelines and no purpose. So, combining all our “God” given abilities, we wrote our own set of rules and our own guidelines on how we can coexist with one another instead of fighting one another to ensure our continual existence until one day, one day we find the REAL meaning of life.

Just as a piece of paper is meaningless on it’s own with nothing written on it, our life is the same. How we got here, we don’t really know and no one really cares in the end. It is the story that we write to our children and our children’s children that determines the purpose of life. WE ARE SO CAUGHT UP in the ending all the time, we ALWAYS forget the process. It is the process that matters in life. Because when you leave this place, this world we call Earth, you can’t take anything with you. It is how you lived that makes your life fulfilling. In the end, no one’s going to remember how much money you made, or how many women you sleep with, or what you owned or said. What they remember is how you lived! How brightly your life shines like the stars that lit up the sky.

I want you to imagine something. Imagine that you are at a funeral. Imagine it is your own funeral. Imagine that you are already dead. What is it that you want people to say about you? What is it that you want your children or your family remembers you by? What’s important is not how you enter this world, you didn’t have a choice when you came here. You were brought here not out of your own will. But you have a choice of HOW you live it.