Carl Jung once said "As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a spark of meaning in the darkness of mere being." This hit me hard, and I explained my take on it to a friend, who told me to post it here.
Being alive is too vague a term. Having a pulse is being alive, but its not life. A cold hearted individual is alive, but has no humanity. Humanity is the heartbeat of the soul. Humanity is the capacity for feeling, the dispensation of love and all consequent emotions. This is ironic, because so few humans ever acheive true humanity. We're so numb, so dark. Mere Beings. The purpose of human existence is to give that existence meaning. We do that exact thing by making humanity truly human.
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