What is the meaning of life?
Is there life after death?
Why do people question that shit?
Since the beginning of time, man has always sought to know what is seemingly incomprehensible to him. Akin to how paleolithic hominids questioned why a great ball of fire in the sky seemingly emerged from and entered into the horizons every day, Man today contemplates ideas such as the existence of an afterlife or a higher power above them. Evolutionarily speaking, Man, and all features of him, whether mental or physical have a biological purpose. Everything is based on what makes one individual more suited to stay alive and reproduce than another. Even Man's emotions and feelings: the ability to be sad or happy, to love or to hate, have a purpose in keeping him alive. This is one thing that I will never be able to understand about Man. Why is it that He must constantly ask "why" and formulate some sort of plausible vindication to that which is inexplicable.
Why must everything have an explanation or a reason.
Man questions in order to learn. One man once asked why and from what plants grew. Another man asked what would happen if he buried a seed in the earth. Thus, through Man's need to know, the roots of agriculture and domestication were set in place. However, Man's inquiries extend beyond the simple and the practical. Human life and emotion are very powerful things. To Man, death, the concept of a finite end to everything that he knows is simply incomprehensible. There simply *must* be some sort of continuation to life as we know it. Or does there? It simply makes no sense why people would have evolved to seek out answers and resolution to concepts and ideas which they honestly would have been better off without having even considered. This, ironically, is the notion of Man that *i* will never be able to explain. god must have simply wanted Man to be this way.
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