Question; “The purpose of Life” or “The meaning of Life” is and has always been asked around the world when mankind first became to be. It’s the existence of all lifeforms on this planet Earth to where all questions of life are drawn to. “Why we suffer or kill…why do we love… why we hope, – why we… and why we thousand more times… etc.”
We all have heard the quotes of life and death, the purpose or the meaning of it – and yet, for some of us there’s still this question, even when we already know the answer. Because we do know the answer or do we not? Maybe the answer to the meaning of life is in us, in quotes what we hear: and yet we ask and ask again, because we are so confused. Sure The answer to it cannot be explained by words because they give only a bit of it to understand something, and that something is even more complicated to understand. The truth is, that the more you seek, the more questions there will be – To understand the meaning or purpose of life, we need to understand all what is in life: people; love and hate; miracle and hope; death and so on. And yet, even this isn’t enough – we need to understand even the universe; our significance in it… Though we already know; and yet, we do not – because we don’t understand it and we may maybe never understand it because we just don’t stop looking for it – and that’s why the question and the answer to it remains…

In every person’s life comes the time when we ask ourselves “who are we?” or “what are we supposed to be?” In that time most of us start to think of fate and destiny or what have we already achieved,- and for what we have achieved it at all: we even ask ourselves about god and the world or the higher purposes and the meaning of life itself.
Mostly it’s the time when we have lost our loved one(s) or we took the wrong path and way; it is the time when we are confused and don’t know the answers, we seek guidance even when there seems to be no hope – and yet we hope for hopeless miracle. After awhile we begin to understand, that life is a puzzle and every piece fits together to create who we are, what we do and how we feel – and eventually every experience shapes us to what eventually we will become. But sometimes for every being cursed of self-awareness, there still remains unanswerable question: “Who am I?” We just struggle so hard to find meaningful connection to one-another; We are the caring friend, the loving father, the dirty mother, the protected child. We fight and love and especially hope that somehow together we can understand our significance in the universe. But in the end no-one can share our burden; Each of us alone must answer the question “Who am I?” – “What does it mean to be alive – and how do i matter?”