"Why do you get up in the morning?" "To go to work." "Why?" "To earn money." "Why?" "To buy things." "Why? So I can survive a comfortable existence. Why?" "'Cause... Go away! I don't even know you!"
The question posed here is why do we do anything. What's the point? What do we hope to achieve? What part of our mind controls the Don't Die Cause That's Bad bit that drives us through everything we do? I guess what i mean is not 'What's the meaning of life?" but rather "Why do we continue to live?"
Answers on a postcard or -more simply- down there in that little white box.
The question posed here is why do we do anything. What's the point? What do we hope to achieve? What part of our mind controls the Don't Die Cause That's Bad bit that drives us through everything we do? I guess what i mean is not 'What's the meaning of life?" but rather "Why do we continue to live?"
Answers on a postcard or -more simply- down there in that little white box.