Why search, instead of simply give up and sit on the couch watching watch soap operas all day? Because I'm stubborn. The universe is my bitch; I will never be the universe's bitch. Life will never beat me. I may not get out of life alive, but I'm still going to kick its arse.
I love your attitude. I really do. I wish more people thought like that. And a year older than me too. Sometimes I think I'm the only one still wrestling this bitch to the ground with the same fervour that I had in my teens, so every now and again it's good to hear those sentiments echoed by someone else. Anyway...
I don't know why exactly I am here. I've been pondering the question for as long as I can remember. Sometimes I run with a particular answer for a while, and it's usually a pretty compelling one, but I never really stop pondering. My favourite answer of all however is also the simplest and most practical. I might not know why I'm here, but what kind of fucking waste would it be if I didn't try to make the most of it regardless? You see, there's one thing a person does know with absolute certainty. You
are indeed here. And honestly, that's a pretty damned incredible fact all by itself. Consciousness. Awareness. Being you. So you need to ask yourself. Do you really want to spend this time reflecting upon how there's actually not really any point to spending it at all? Live life. Experience it. Suss it out. See what's waiting around the corner. Explore. There's a endless supply of every kind of intriguing shit out there, and even right here, sitting in that chair of yours right at this very minute, or any other minute wherever you are and whatever else you might be doing.
What I guess I'm really getting at, and it always comes back to this for me, is that all by itself, the fact that you exist, that you can think and feel and touch, and ask these questions, is the most profoundly incredible actuality in all of existence. Seriously, tell me you never think about this. Tell me you never wonder why it is that you are you instead of somebody else. And in that moment, when you're struggling to comprehend the nature of human existence itself, and how it is possible that you are you, that you don't start wondering if something this profoundly incredible is actually possible, what else might be? What it really all boils down to is this. How the fuck do you know that life is not worth living for some reason that you just don't understand yet?
If you don't think about these things, you really should. It motivates me just as powerfully as any religious or spiritually based idea that I've ever come across. It's simply about dedicating yourself to properly appreciating life for what it is. A truly amazing thing, whether we know why it's here or not.