The Meaning of life
More garbage and mindless babble
TR Wells
There are millions of questions that get asked everyday. One such question is “What is the meaning of life?”. This question has floated around civilization since who knows when. Every one has there own opinion on the question and we all know what opinions are like... I will share mine with who ever was unfortunate enough to read my garbage. To answer that we could (or I would) ask “What is the drive that pushes us through life?” or something like that. To me it seems to be Choice. Every thing we do is based on what we choose. Every thing we have done and every segment of our future is base on choices. We choose to get out of bed in the morning, not because we have to. We could tell our boss to goto hell, and some of us do! Or we can choose not to. John can choose to buy the lady a drink, he might get lucky! Or he can choose to make her buy her own damn drink, he might get lucky and she might buy him a drink! Who knows, I don't.
You and I are not the only ones that make choices! Its everything living thing from the birds to the singe cells in our body's. Birds choose where to forage for there food. And the cells in our body's choose to mutate. If there is a higher celestial being that Planted life on this planet or whatever, then they have on hell of a sense of humor. If life is here just because perfect scientific conditions, then it is a product of being alive. “IT'S ALIVE!!! IT'S ALIIIIIVVEE!”
