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That said, have you ever wondered what the point was?

yes I have

but I figured the answer is quite simple: just living life and enjoy living life, do the things you want to do while you still can instead of dreaming them, appreciate what you have got and give what you can, love and be loved

there are many answers to that question but to me this is the point of living and why I do love to be alive

I came to this conclusion by reading some interviews of terminally ill or old people:

Each and every one of them in the very last moments of their lives did not regret the things you would cherish when you are young (a career, money, travelling, new car, parties, iPhones ...) but the on the contrary simple things in life (that really are the big things) they sacrificed in order to achieve the former ones.

In essence, how they invested the TIME they were given:

not having shared enough TIME with their loved ones. Having worked too much. Not having pursued a hobby (lack of TIME). Not having said I love you. I could go on ...

to me, the time that I was given is a gift (from god or whatever you like to call it) and would I not appreciate it, every day of it, would I question the point of this gift, then I would not be very grateful or polite, would I?

TIME in the end will be running though your fingers like sand and so I, for myself, because I do not want to look back in regret, decided to invest my time wisely

while I still have the time
 
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yes I have

but I figured the answer is quite simple: just living life and enjoy living life, do the things you want to do while you still can instead of dreaming them, appreciate what you have got and give what you can, love and be loved

there are many answers to that question but to me this is the point of living and why I do love to be alive

I came to this conclusion by reading some interviews of terminally ill or old people:

Each and every one of them in the very last moments of their lives did not regret the things you would cherish when you are young (a career, money, travelling, new car, parties, iPhones ...) but the on the contrary simple things in life (that really are the big things) they sacrificed in order to achieve the former ones.

In essence, how they invested the TIME they were given:

not having shared enough TIME with their loved ones. Having worked too much. Not having pursued a hobby (lack of TIME). Not having said I love you. I could go on ...

to me, the time that I was given is a gift (from god or whatever you like to call it) and would I not appreciate it, every day of it, would I question the point of this gift, then I would not be very grateful or polite, would I?

TIME in the end will be running though your fingers like sand and so I, for myself, because I do not want to look back in regret, decided to invest my time wisely

while I still have the time
Much of this boils down to perspective, big picture, vs a life experience, the end or more to come? I have nothing to regret, nothing I would do differently, but if it is a 65+ year experience and then oblivion, was there a point? I have no clue, but I am hopeful there is a point, meaning there is more to come. This is probably one of the reasons that religion or at least spirituality is so popular with humans. :)
 
Much of this boils down to perspective, big picture, vs a life experience, the end or more to come? I have nothing to regret, nothing I would do differently, but if it is a 65+ year experience and then oblivion, was there a point? I have no clue, but I am hopeful there is a point, meaning there is more to come. This is probably one of the reasons that religion or at least spirituality is so popular with humans. :)

you have more life experience than I do and what you say is what I would like to say one day

to me just living your life is the whole point of it all (sounds kind of stupid ...)

no hell, no paradise, no afterlife

to me we continue to live because of hope. hope of a better tomorrow. hope that the bad will get punished. hope that the good will succeed. Hope that we will see another day. Hope that our children will be happy ...

Without hope everything would be lost. You take peoples' hope, you as well could take their lives. This is where religion kicks in and transfers our hopes into the afterlife, because our mind cannot cope with the thought of nothingness, the thought of existence without "having a point".

Nothing wrong with this. Religion after all (and god forgive me), is for the living, not for the dead. a funeral, if you think about it, it is for us, the living. A way of coping, a way of saying our good byes. The dead could not care less (I guess).

So to me the whole point is about living this one life we have been given. To make it count (our way). To make it a good life

What you leave behind, your legacy, to me is what you in your lifetime could give to your loved ones, to strangers, the days you laughed, the days you loved, the days you lived life to the fullest according to your own believes and measures

I am sure you have loved ones which love you simply because you are there, simply because of who you are, because of what you have given them

Life is a miracle and questioning it too much gives me a real headache lol ;)
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Interesting how this thread has turned into a meaning of life thread.

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That said, have you ever wondered what the point was?

lol ;)
 
you have more life experience than I do and what you say is what I would like to say one day

to me just living your life is the whole point of it all (sounds kind of stupid ...)

no hell, no paradise, no afterlife

to me we continue to live because of hope. hope of a better tomorrow. hope that the bad will get punished. hope that the good will succeed. Hope that we will see another day. Hope that our children will be happy ...

Without hope everything would be lost. You take peoples' hope, you as well could take their lives. This is where religion kicks in and transfers our hopes into the afterlife, because our mind cannot cope with the thought of nothingness, the thought of existence without "having a point".

Nothing wrong with this. Religion after all (and god forgive me), is for the living, not for the dead. a funeral, if you think about it, it is for us, the living. A way of coping, a way of saying our good byes. The dead could not care less (I guess).

So to me the whole point is about living this one life we have been given. To make it count (our way). To make it a good life

What you leave behind, your legacy, to me is what you in your lifetime could give to your loved ones, to strangers, the days you laughed, the days you loved, the days you lived life to the fullest according to your own believes and measures

I am sure you have loved ones which love you simply because you are there, simply because of who you are, because of what you have given them

Life is a miracle and questioning it too much gives me a real headache lol ;)
I don't begrudge your outlook, I don’t necessarily disagree other than, I’m questioning if there is a point, and I don't regard life as a miracle, just biology.
 
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I am on the far left, the short/fat/old/ugly one
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MY feet/ankles hurt as much as my looks do, I just can't put that much pressure on them. I should get them checked. at the last physical they just said I need insoles/foot supports/shoe inserts.
Motion is lotion for the joints. Start slow and keep at it - it will get easier and you’ll feel better. I’m 62, have a bone on bone right knee and still walk 3-4 miles everyday. I just got some studded boots so I can continue in the snowy and icy weather of NH.
[doublepost=1543349345][/doublepost]By the way - love this thread!
 
Age is but a number to me in terms of activity and health. It'll take a lot more than most to stop me from enjoying life.
 
Indeed. Its not important how old we become. Important is how we become old

Absolutely.

I've met some incredibly open and uplifting old people, people with whom it was a privilege and pleasure to talk, and learn from and listen to. They were individuals who knew so much, and had learned so much, and lived through so much, and yet who were still open-minded and curious enough to want to to meet new people, read new books, explore new ideas, see new places and have new experiences.

And, conversely, I've met youthful individuals whose minds were securely padlocked from the age of 18, never to admit a fresh thought or question.
 
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