An age old question, the meaning of life.

A major epiphany I’ve had to accept over the course of my life is the fact that there really isn’t any actual point to it. Life exists for its own sake. There is no goal, no end point, and no payoff with the joys of an afterlife.

What life is, is a series of shifting priorities. We all go through stages in which certain things are more important than others at a particular point in time. I think we kind of get wrapped up in those shifting priorities and that becomes, symbolically at least, our purpose. We focus on the immediate, mundane aspects of our lives, but tend to lose sight of the overall picture. We are here for only a short time and our individual lives, are trivial. We’re born, endure transitory lives, and then perish. That’s it. It really is that simple…

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