I wish I knew the meaning of all this ridiculousness we call life. None of us chose to be here and nobody knows the reason(s) why we are here. The way I see it and from what I understand, I was conceived in late February during a drunken night between two horny people in the year of our lord... 1969. After 2 MA's with one in Sociology both minoring in philosophy (The Greeks really piss me off!), neither I nor anybody else I have ever read or talked with about it has the answer(s) either. Historically, people look to religion, but that only brings blood, lies, and wars. So far, the area of sociology/philosophy comes closest for me. They are one in the same really with psychology walking right beside them both. I got into sociology because I needed to find out if what I was seeing made me crazy. Turns out, the people who began the study of people, their patterns, and processes (groups) were in fact certifiable. But this holds true for anybody at the cusp of something new. It seems we are all very much products of the social system in which we know from a very young age. We are the products of every word and situation at home growing up and every word and situation as we age. We are in constant flux. There are those who really believe, for example, in the sanctity of marriage and consider it a vital aspect of their lives. There are those who see life as more of an adventure to be taken, always on the move looking to conquer new heights and set new goals. Among us still are those who wonder and wander in a seemingly endless pattern of the same shit every day. Among these people are some of the most dedicated, hard working people on the planet. In each individual case, in every instance, when confronted with the big question over a beer after work or speaking softly at the library about it shooting texts with the seriousness of all that is everything, each answer will fall into agreeable categories. Rarely will there be something unheard of or just awe-inspiring. It always comes back to religion no different from the ancients. This suggests, in measurable instances (one could say) that we as a species have quite a long ways to go. I know what I believe. I believe all life and death as we know it is part of a larger system far and away beyond what we are capable of seeing, knowing, or understanding. The fact is that we live on a super small planet for an average of 75 years should make everybody wonder. The fact that we occupy the only part of space capable of harboring life should scare the shit from everybody!