Whatever u want it to be
You give life the meaning! Different people assign a different meaning to the same thing. Life IS, regardless of the meaning we give it.
Dear Sir, poor sir, brave sir, You are an experiment by the Creator of the Universe. You are the only creature in the entire Universe who has free will. You are the only one who has to figure out what to do next—and why. Everybody else is a robot, a machine.
Some persons seem to like you, and others seem to hate you, and you must wonder why... They are simply liking machines and hating machines.
You are pooped and demoralized. Why wouldn’t you be? Of course it is exhausting, having to reason all the time in a universe which wasn’t meant to be reasonable...
You are surrounded by loving machines, hating machines, greedy machines, unselfish machines, brave machines, cowardly machines, truthful machines, lying machines, funny machines, solemn machines. Their only purpose is to stir you up in every conceivable way, so the Creator of the Universe can watch your reactions. They can no more feel or reason than grandfather clocks.
The Creator of the Universe would now like to apologize not only for the capricious, jostling companionship he provided during the test, but for the trashy, stinking condition of the planet itself.
The Creator programmed robots to abuse it for millions of years, so it would be a poisonous, festering cheese when you got here. Also, He made sure it would be desperately crowded by programming robots, regardless of their living conditions, to crave sexual intercourse and adore infants more than almost anything.
He also programmed robots to write books and magazines and newspapers for you, and television and radio shows, and stage shows, and films. They wrote songs for you. The Creator of the Universe had them invent hundreds of religions, so you would have plenty to choose among. He had them kill each other by the millions, for this purpose only: that you be amazed. They have committed every possible atrocity and every possible kindness unfeelingly, automatically, inevitably, to get a reaction from Y-O-U.
Every time you got on the internet, the Creator of the Universe held His breath. With such a higgledy-piggledy cultural smorgasbord before you, what would you, with your free will, choose?
So, in essence, there no longer any more need to wonder. God put you on Earth to find out how much a man could take without breaking.
Your meaning and purpose in life is to be:
of the Creator of the Universe,
A Monty Pythons movie.
To experience itself inside itself. We are creators, all of us. We create our experience. We are source energy manifested into tiny organisms that perceive itself. Do whatever you want, you can never do anything wrong unless you think it is wrong for you.
Everything means nothing. Nothing is good nor bad only thinking makes it so as Shakespeare put it. Events and life have no meaning, accept the meaning you give them. And this fact means everything to me :)
The meaning of life is to achieve whatever things you dream in life before you died. After died, it will be another dimension of life
Too live,, laugh,, cry,, love,, learn,, tech and grow
Life is worthless you where brought here to choose from life or death. life=death when you die old but death= life in heaven foe ever as the bible shall burn of lies as we shall grow another to life țo death hail the Lord of savior
life is what you make of it!