It's that season of the year when you hear about most people getting ill or even dying. Guess it's just the cold that gets to you. Anyway, hubby and I were pondering over the purpose of life. He was sort of in a pensive mood...said what's the point of working your ass off when the end is the same for everyone. Everyone has to die, whether it's you, me, this man, that dog, Obama, Sonia Gandhi....you get the point. So why are we here, what are we doing? How can we decide what is good or bad, coz hey, it makes absolutely no difference to anyone. And if there is a God, why didn't he send us down here with a purpose. At least we should know what we're doing, and why?
I thought about it for a moment...I thought what is it that every single living creature on this planet does. And then it struck me. I looked at him and said: we're here to reproduce. We both burst out laughing! He said that's funny, coz God is then seriously making a fool out of us all. We just keep going round and round, in the circle of life, but when you look at it, it's nothing but a big zero.
Talk about having a bad day! *Groan*
7 years ago
