As someone who does not believe in heaven or hell, or rewards on the basis of life lived, I often wonder what the purpose of life is. It does seem rather arrogant to assume that our ephemeral lives would have a sense of purpose behind them, yet nonetheless I persist in my questioning. As has often been said, the problem with finding the purpose in life presupposes that purpose has to be found. Maybe, purpose has to be created. Maybe everyone has to create his or her own purpose.
In finding a purpose, the first thought I wrestled with was that after a certain period of time, I will not exist and life is extremely temporary. However, the problem with this thought is that it claims I will not exist. I may not continue to exist, but surely, I would have existed. And this drew me towards an interesting idea.
Although our lives will end, we are immortalized. We exist in this time, in this moment, and nothing can stop that. Let me articulate it in a more concise manner.
I think that the past, present, and future occur simultaneously. After all, what is present for us now will become past a minute later. We exist, permanently, in every single second that we have occupied. Some time in the past, you were still learning how to walk. If the past and the present do occur simultaneously, a past version of you is still leaning how to walk. And so your past shall exist forever. Those times will exist forever.
In the future, you have already died. You have ceased to exist. But how is that relevant? The terrifying thought is not of us dying, but of us ceasing to exist. And if every single one of our seconds lived are untouched, unscathed from the death that will inevitably approach, what is it there to be afraid of?
The trick is to live in the minutes, because that is where life lies. You seize the moment to the best and enjoy it, because these times are yours forever, and you are, in the truest sense of the word, eternal.
While these thoughts help me realize the continuity and relevance of life, they are far from a purpose. I will not be so audacious as to proclaim a constant, inflexible purpose for every creature to exist. I can only narrate what my purpose is, and hope it enables you to find your own.
Most people believe in some sort of omnipotent deity who watches over everything and rewards the good guys and punishes the bad guys. I personally find the notion absurd. An omnipotent being creating a universe billions of years old for the sake of a planet in which us humans could occupy a minuscule portion of history? I find the idea of everything being created especially for us too be too far-fetched, especially when you take a look at the stars and the sky and accept your own insignificance with regards to everything outside the planet. The entire cosmos remains unaffected by our existence, yet it was designed especially for us? That would be kinda like using a 2 TB hard drive for storing a three page document.
When we die, our brain activity continues for about seven minutes. In those seven minutes, everything plays through our mind in a dream like sequence, as a result of the brain secreting chemicals and whatnot. In these seven minutes of our final dream, we watch our life flash before our eyes. And my purpose is to make those seven minutes worth watching, by creating as many memories as possible.
You will reside forever in the memories you create. There are billions of you existing simultaneously in different points of time. Keep as many versions of yourself happy as you possibly can. Live in the moment, because that is where you are fated to live.
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Just so I don’t get sued. I’d hate my seven minutes to include prison time.