What’s the point of our existence? Isn’t it as if someone is forcing us to live?
Life seems to be all about navigating through suffering and making the most of the moments in between. So, what’s the point?
Why can’t we just put a stop to it?
I’m not suicidal — I just find it hard to let go of this thought.
Open to new perspectives, preferably grounded in objectivity and materialistic rationale.
(Kindly refrain from mentioning gratitude, loved ones, etc.)
TIA
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Living things evolved through a process of adaptation and survival. The organisms best fitted for survival lived to reproduce, thus passing their adaptations to the next generation.
On the whole then, our bodies have billions of years worth of pre-programmed traits and instincts that impel us to persevere, to struggle through, to make it to the next valley, even, when necessary, to fight to the death.
This is because life itself is the meaning. For the atoms that make up our bodies, being able to walk around in the sunshine for a good while is a rare privilege. Life is a wondrous marvel of the universe, and consciousness goes even beyond that. We are how the universe experiences itself.
There isn’t really an individual point until you give yourself one. In a way the only reason we exist is because of evolution, and many people don’t like that answer because its not some grand mystical thing, but ask yourself this: why does everything have to seem so complex? Why do you not want to settle for a seemingly boring answer?
My answer would simply be to live. Live so you can put a mark on earth-even if minuscule and eroding, your thumbprint will always be embedded irregardless of what happens in the future. Think of life as this huge bundle of yarn, and your life is apart of it but a mere string. But when you zoom in, your string is amongst many other colorful and unique ones. The effects you have on the world may be but a butterfly flapping its wings, but when you really take a look at it, it can be the cause of a tornado within its own sphere. You live for life itself.
Not everything needs a profound reason for it to be a good one.
But hey! I’m just a 15 year old girl so you can take my opinion with a grain of salt haha