What is point of life?

Hello,

this is my first blog I have ever written.

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Have you ever thought about meaning of your life?

Your life, my life, our life, their life....everbody must have some goal, something important to accomplish, to make a little dot in the long saga named human history.

But why?

Because our instinctual need to exist? To reproduce, to have children on our own, to prolong our lineage, to make sure humanity will survive an another secound, minute, hour, day, week, year, decade, century, milenium?

And what will happen when we die?

One of the hardest and most terrifying question we ask ourselves when we start thinking of our existance.

Is it dark and quiet void of no-existance / will we go to heaven or hell / will I reincarnate as animal or another thinking being?

Why are we seeking to be alive? To feel happiness, sadness, hatred, kindness? To help or hurt? To make statement that I was / will be remembered or forgotten?

Is it a curse as a gift of having thoughts? To comprehend our being? Some say ignorance is a bliss ... but what do you think?

Is it why we really want to find our calling, our reason to live, our way of life.......to say ours lived lifes were worth it? / To justify the right to be alive?

When you start think about it....when you start thinking about your life...you will end up thinking about your own death...

Will it hurt? Will I be surrounded by loved ones or be the last one. Did it matter? When I will be dying alone in the bed and looking back...did I do the absolute everything I wanted or did I hesitate and I will never know what could have been?

Are you afraid of wasting your life?

I am. I really am. But there is also part of me asking if anything I try to do is importat or insignificant and useless in the very end.

I am scared...

Those thoughts started when I was a little nothing, I was careless, happy, ignorant, but than a tiny little thought make its appearance and everything change...life is weird.

And when you think about it, life is something we hold on until our very last breath. We are capable of horrendous actions to preserve life of us or our loved ones. We are willing fight for it, kill for it, beg for it, and still there are people fully capable of throw it away.

Is it matter of importance or value, given by those we love and hate and when we lose everything we live for, is it okay to go? If not, is it because, what would our lost friends, family, comrades in arms wanted? To live on. Because even when they are dead they are still alive in hearts and minds of those who love them? Will I still live in memories of those who had known me. If that is true what will happen when the last person who had known me.....die?

When I kill myself...I will hurt those I love...and nobody wants that. Thats maybe why are so many struggling with ending it. But if I will be last living...will it be actually a lot easier? Could you do it without regret? Maybe there is still somebody out there reaching out for you and the only thing you need to do is open your own eyes blinded by sorrow, self-hatred, regret and depression.

So what I try to say is....

think about it before you regret it, because life is not what we deserve, but what we got, like it or not, do what you think is best because...well...in the end...we will be dead one way or another.

Thank you for reading it, be well, be happy.....

L.L.