You cannot help yourself: you are born into this, you fly through it, and then it is no more; or rather you are no more in it. Actually, it carries on very nicely, so where are you?
Rejoicing in your temporary sojourn, gnashing your teeth that it is all so brief, or avoiding the question. But you know, you have to face it sooner or later; the here and why question, for without purpose there is only happenstance. Would you want to leave it until the last minute to discover what it was that you are here for?
A whole life lived off purpose is not so easy to explain. Or maybe you are hoping there will be no need to explain anything. Just banking on oblivion. But if you did live your life on purpose, what purpose would that be?
There's a time to live and a time to die, and this is the time to live.
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Hmmm...! Living Your Life on Purpose - could be a future title from the Linacre pen??
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