This life is here for a reason, we don’t have to say exactly what that reason is, we just have to believe in it no matter what happens in this life, we have to understand one thing. That thing is that we are not alone in the universe. I’m not saying there are aliens out there, but yeah there are aliens out there. It’s a concept that people have wondered about from time to time, there doesn’t appear to be anything else you can do but wonder what’s going on in the skies above us! There are so many things in this life that don’t always seem to matter, but you wish they would, at least that’s what I’d like to think would happen. I’m not sure that’s how this life is meant to be understood of course. If there’s anything in this life that doesn’t make sense, then it will always be there. It doesn’t have to make sense, that’s the absurdity of it all! Why should it make sense if there’s nothing to grasp from it all? I’m not sure I know the ansewr to that question. Such a life comes and goes an...
What
is the purpose of life? I’m really getting stumped at this level of
thought. I mean I know what we’re supposed to believe is the
purpose of life, to do all we can become to live with God again, have
multiple wives, create our own planets and have lots of spirit babies
so they can do exactly what we went through while we were here on
earth.
However,
that really doesn’t answer the question. If that’s all we’re
here to do...I mean doesn’t that seem kind of redundant and boring
to you? It does to me. I’d rather think we’d live with God
instead of going off on our own. Wouldn’t you want to be with that
being who gave you life forever? Instead of going off being your own
god and creating whatever you wanted etc? I don’t know...there has
to be something more to it than that.
Maybe
I’m just not thinking about it all clearly, and I don’t know
what’s going on at all. Perhaps that’s just how this life is
meant to be played out? Who’s to know exactly how this life works.
We all live here for a reason maybe...or maybe it’s just a fluke
that we’re all here living and there isn’t anything after we die.
We just sleep and there’s nothing beyond that. Hopefully I’ll
figure it out one of these days.
Most
days I just want to die. There’s nothing personal against anyone,
I’m just tired of living in pain and well living. Thinking.
Talking. I’m just tired of it all. It doesn’t mean I’ll ever be
able to get over such thoughts, but well they do tend to happen. So
that’s why we live here I suppose in this life. We have to deal
with dreaded thoughts and living a life in pain. Yep, that’s a good
conclusion. Come on now, there has to be more to it than that!

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