Tonight I had an interesting conversation with a very important person. We spoke about destiny versus free will and how do us, as puny human beings even begin to fathom the mysteries of the universe.
The prognosis is bleak. At the rate all humans are going, we are probably going to die pretty much dumb, unaware and full of regrets.
Purposes in life are so hard to figure out and sometimes we don't question enough. And there times when we question too much. How the hell are we ever going to find that balance?
It was a very depressing, neutral and heartening thing to discuss (see? This sentence does not even make sense to lesser beings).
I think at the end of the day I'm not going to fret over it too much. It's more important to just ensure that our earthly shells are kept serviceable while we seek a higher purpose to fulfill.
What else is there to do? *shrug*
