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Wherefore

Wherefore there is a question, philosophers and goat herders have in common with the rest of us a modest multitude the query is, what is the purpose of our life from a single sperm cell to fighting its way to survival and life and we ask for what purpose? We know the outer shell of what we are is based on the environment we live in, such as education and friends we meet and dream about. But the question remains, why are we survivors and what is the purpose of life that often changes unplanned by us? The cynical among us have an easy answer, but they cannot tell you why they become suspicious and why Adolf became Hitler. The nearest answer I can think of is that life is a prelude to a new existence, an astral life form free of ego and ownership will not be asked, we are free liberated of the life that weighed us down on earth. God is not in this picture, an abstraction we give thanks to when a war ends and pray to during a new war which is like wildfire there are always conflicts that are not planned but just happen on life on our planet. humanity is like a lost child in an amusement park, the colours of the blinking light are a warning, outside the park is dark we look for guidance but cannot find the answer.

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