What on earth are we here for?

So when someone I know dies, I often ask myself if they truly fulfilled their purpose here on earth and this leads me to the question “what are we here for?”, or “why do have to live only to die?” etc. A lot of existential questions emanate from grief.

I realized that I’m a thinker and I think a lot that’s why I opted to write my thoughts down to further think about what I was thinking then develop my thoughts from then on. The purpose of life or human life to be exact has been a subject on my mind for a very long time that’s why I like spirituality, religion, science and philosophy. I believe mankind has been seeking for truth for a very long time but I’m not sure if there will ever be an agreement as to what truth of life really is.

Scientists have also been on the quest for truth and I believe they have pointed us closer to understand the essence of life. Spiritualists and religious leaders have also helped us by pointing to a divine entity, God — Creator of the universe. Philosophers have pondered and developed all sorts of epistemological notions. I’m not in any of these groups but I believe these different fraternities of life point us closer to the truth of why we exist.

I think we exist to perpetuate the sequence of life. A sequence which started for a reason which is not obvious but has remained a mystery for a reason. This unknown reason is probably best left unknown the sustenance of our existence. If the mystery is known then we will probably temper with it. This is because as human beings we tend to always fidget with creation and knowledge so as to exploit it for our own selfish gain. Our lack of stewardship with the earth’s resources and failure to respect each other while selfishly looking out for ourselves is an example of how we probably do not deserve to know the whole truth.

However, I believe that the truth has been revealed to others who have been deemed to be faithful custodians but can never be believed because these faithful custodians do not meet our natural standards of validation. Many of these custodians are amongst us but have been silenced by popular opinions and humanistic social constructs. We want to believe only in things that make life easier and more pleasurable for us. But pain and sorrow has been there for centuries of our existence so what if the truth is painful yet beautiful at the same time. Are we only going to accept the beautiful part?