"How did I get into the world? Why was I not asked about it, why was I not informed of the rules and regulations but just thrust into the ranks as if I had been bought by a peddling shanghaier of human beings? How did I get involved in this big enterprise called actuality? Why should I be involved? Isn't it a matter of choice? And if I am compelled to be involved, where is the manager—I have something to say about this. Is there no manager? To whom shall I make my complaint?" - Søren Kierkegaard
Many a human hour has been spent pondering our very existence. Philosophers and theologians grace us with writings that bring us closer to the light, all the while making it that much fuzzier. Some people make it a lifelong pursuit to determine their reason for being while others choose to live day by day without a greater sense of purpose. It is impossible to say whether or not we will ever be able to conclusively determine the meaning of life, or whether or not there even is one.
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