The Function Of Humans Is To Live Not Exist
I grew up with parents whose main goal was to exist. Grewing up in the depression with no money and no job, just getting through the day was enough for them. I wanted a lot more and believed there could be much more to life than they experienced. I loved life and it's still my priority.
The animal world is much different. Finding food and being safe is their goal. Even the highest form of the animal world (except humans) still can't make a very interesting life for themselves. Survival, having babies and taking care of their family and their pack is their form of a life.
Sadly, in some areas of the world, humans living experience isn't much different than that of the primates. Sadly, they don't have any choices. Not just because they don't have money, it's mainly because of being oppressed with no options other than to exist.
What about us humans who live in the free world? We have so many life choices and yet some are more focused existence rather than living. Well, you might say, some only try to exist because they are poor. I don't agree.
Poor people in the free world have choices. They can work to make themselves an interesting life or they can live a life like my parents. It's their head and their heart that has to map out a full life. The ones that let life pass them bye are the ones that find life is too hard and too scary to change the things they have to change to get all the life they deserve.
It makes me crazy to see people I know not using their capabilities to do more with their life. I'm not one of those people. After my Ellen died, I could have rolled up in a ball, stopped living the fantastic life I had before she died and just give up (exist). Instead, I chose life.
I started living my new life one month after My Ellen died. I actually lost two, so called, friends because they felt I should have given up on life until at least a year after she passed. They believe I must have not loved My Ellen. They are wrong. I loved her dearly and she will always be in my heart.
But she is gone, and I choose life. In my heart, I know she would want me to be getting as much out of life as I can. She would never want me to just exist. Ellen was special and my goal is to find someone else who is special. I can't do that by just existing. I will succeed.
What about you? Isn't there more you can do with your life? The old saying: "life sucks and then you die," is bullshit. Life is what you make of it. Yes, changing your life is scary and might not work out, but it's a hell of a lot better than accepting existence over living.
Remember:
The Function Of Humans Is To Live Not Exist