What is the meaning of Life? Does it really need to have a meaning? Since this is the only life I know of, I’m just grateful to still be living it. It may not be better than what other’s lives might be like but if I didn’t have it, I would not even be writing about it. Or would I?
Some say, its not about the destination, its about the journey, so stop and smell the roses….. Its not where you’re going, its how you get there….
I say, perhaps Life is ALL about the what you learn from it. Its the best education you can get without going to a formal school. Perhaps, we are all on this planet to learn and grow in our way of thinking.
There’s a big controversy between Creation and Evolution and I find myself believing less and less in the Bible‘s version of Creation. I haven’t seen all the evidence to convince me completely on the evolution theory but I do think human beings evolve. I think we have been evolving phsycologically for centuries. But it varies from culture to culture and we seem to have a majority of sheep following their heard. Only a few brake away and become shepards and some just become black sheep. (No racist jokes intended)
No matter what you call it, there IS some kind of energy that causes our bodies to move and function. The brain is what controls those movements and functions but what controls the brain? Science says energy never dies, so what happens to our energy when the body dies? It must go somewhere. Is that what the Bible calls a soul? And if so, then how is it that animals do not have souls? What is it that’s powering their brains? Or maybe we all are originally charged to full power at birth and although resting helps, we can only be recharged so many times and certain activities in our lifestyle can shorten our battery life and eventually, the battery just dies and then we have to get a whole new one, only it comes along with getting a whole new body too. Maybe we come back as many different types of people of both genders and of all cultures so that we can fully understand different types of thinking and experiences. But as we go through these lives, we do not remember our past lives. It might be somewhere in our subconcious or on another memory card that is being stored for later use but we are given only certain tools from those past lives to help guide us in our new life and allow us to sort of pick up where we left off. Then when we learn all there is to learn, we move on to an eternal Paradise or Utopia of our own making.