Meaning of life.

So one night I was reading my AP Psych book, and it hit me.

Like a 250 MPH torrential outpour, it hit me.

Like a large tortoise moving at the speed of light, it hit me.

Like a best friend driving your car, it hit me.

It's sad, but true...

Actually my views haven't changed. For me, the meaning of life was to get into Heaven. Doesn't that sound pretty reasonable? Heaven is supposed to be the best place ever, so it makes sense that the point of life would be to get there, right?

Right.

So, I had to think: What is heaven?

Well, I thought a little bit. Actually I thought a lot.

Side note:

(((((Obviously, heaven is nothing we know of. These dreams of a white, pearly, amazing, fun, place are ridiculous. You think that heaven would be describable by English words? Hell no! Heaven cannot be described by anything. It passes beyond the realm of comprehension, nothing known to man is heaven. Same thing with religion in general, but that is getting beyond the point.)))))

To reach heaven is to become immortal. Passing on something, leaving something behind. Isn't that heaven? Aren't you technically still alive? If part of you, part of your essence, is left behind after you die, are you really dead?

Maybe the physical body that defined your essence is gone, but your impact stays the same.

A quick example: Oprah made that school in Africa. She put part of her essence, her soul if you will, into that school. The school will continue to affect people, and even after Oprah dies, children will still be affected by Oprah's essence (soul). Also, anyone that learned from her show is also keeping Oprah alive.

You don't need to be alive, or sense anything, or even have any idea whatsoever of what is happening, to be in heaven. The fact is, part of you is still alive. Your essence still lives on.

A bit radical? I think I would get excommunicated if Mr. Pope read this...

But really, I have science on my side. Back to the AP Psych book.

We behave the way we do for sex. Sex for kids. Kids to live, and continue living by our essence, our soul.

What is the best way to reach my "heaven" previously described? To ensure that part of you lives on after you die? To have a kid. Your child is literally made of you. Your code is determining who this kid is.

Animals know this. All animal (including human) behavior is to survive and mate, creating offspring to continue on the species. Why else in the world would eating and sex be so fun? To encourage us to do those things.

What I'm trying to say is that heaven is on earth, and is not controlled by some all-powerful god. You can reach heaven, in fact, you already have. You have already made an impact, and your essence will probably live on in some way.

It be a nice compliment you gave to a person, who felt good about it, and decided to compliment another person about their singing voice, who then gained confidence, and became a star, and when a little girl heard this person's music, they had a dream to become an actor, and blah blah blah.

Please someone prove me wrong. Like I said, it's sad. A little bit. No surreal dreams of life after death, at least not life that we know of.

The meaning of life is to survive and have kids, passing on a bit of yourself.

The meaning of life is to impact the world in some way, and leave something behind.

The meaning of life is to be happy, and enjoy life before you die.

The meaning of life is to discover your own meaning, and try to fulfill that before you die.

The meaning of life is not to live by what your parents tell you, and just fill in the "textbook" life. Be yourself.

Remember, the only two problems in this world are fear and laziness.

NOTE: This will replace my usual "Sunday Night Ramblings" considering that this is a ramble, and happened on Monday night. BUT

I would like to express my like of life. There, like expressed.

Above pic "heaven2" from my friends at blog.goethe.de