posted on Oct, 8 2004 @ 02:31 AM
Over time, many have pondered what the meaning of life is. What is it? Life? Death? Love? Or any number of other possibilities.
I have been wondering as well. And I believe that we have found a rather valid possible answer.
My answer (note, I say MY answer, because the meaning of life is in fact different for each person, it most likely is not your answer) is 'to
Simple as that, waiting. Why waiting? Because it is what every man woman and child do throughout their lives.
From the womb we wait, wait to be born. People wait for us to walk, to talk, to be toilet trained. Our parents wait for school to start, we wait for
it to finish. We wait for weekends, yet we wait for work so we can wait for our pay.
We then wait for the right woman (or any woman). We wait for maternity tests. We wait for our children to leave home. We wait to retire. And
ultimately we wait to die.
Anyone have any comments reagarding my meaning of life?
P.S. I am not suicidal, I do not willingly wait for death.