Hurry! The purpose of life is to learn how to stuff as many live pigeons into your mouth as possible.
So far, Steve Tyler is winning.
Why does it need a purpose? It’s fun, isn’t that enough?
sigh.
That sort of talking makes this entire thread redundant.
No, silly. That’s just the answer to the ultimate question of “Life the Universe and Everything.” The question itself is unknown (and unknowable in the same universe). It almost certainly isn’t “What is the meaning of life?”
Plastic.
It still amazes me that I found something this profound using a simple search engine. It’s certainly given my life a sense of purpose and meaning. Or at least it would, if I didn’t just spend most of my time screwing around.
Los Angeles Times columnist, the late Jack Smith, said that he thought the ultimate purpose was to stay alive so you could see what happens next.