Hay Guys, This question is often discussed and has been done over and over, but hey... let's do it again! First off I'd like to say that I'm a very "happy", confident, good-looking guy in a long-term relationship with a wonderful woman whom I hope to spend a lot of time in the future with, I am only making this thread to further enhance my philosophical mind and maybe find a little guidance. What is the ultimate reason we should go on every day? Many men go on to achieve fame, a "raison d'etre" at the end of their miserable life. A life where they hopefully will not be forgotten, from Alexander the Great to Hitler, believing they could change something. There are those few who actually do make a large difference in life, like Dr. Martin L. King Jr. Most of us know we will not affect the lives of others as Dr. King did, or Ghandi or Mother Theresa. Most of us know the only ones to remember us after we are gone will be our sons and daughters, and hopefully their offspring. A lot of people find solace in the belief that once they have completed their task of reproduction and played their little role on Earth they may be rewarded. Some of us are lucky enough to find true love in this sometimes cruel enough world where we escape unhappiness until they are gone, then we join them in our own withering of lives, decaying ever so slowly until we rejoin the Earth as Carbon, Nitrogen, Oxygen, Phosphorous and Hydrogen. There seem to be very few of these people who die happy knowing their lives changed nothing of the world, yet lived it with someone they truly cared about and received caring in return. Do we live our lives, day-to-day in the hope of ending up as one of those latter folks? [Cynics need not apply ] Obviously, the answer is different for everyone. Some men will live to leave their mark on Earth's surface, all the Stalins and Napoleons, some will live to make the lives of others better, like Mother Theresa. What is the best way to live your life? Is it better to end your days holding the hand of someone you loved for many year, possibly hoping to look upon the eyes they had when you first met in another universe? So many people vow to this belief, yet throw it all away with their need for excitement and drama, it would have me believe that the best way to die is to die in a hottub surrounded by two Japanese whores. Yet that last thought seems so... pointless. Is it not better to find yourself on your deathbed knowing you truly shared your life with someone who appreciated everything you did for them? At the end of the short day known as Life, is it not easier to appreciate the memories of that first kiss that conjures up thousands of beautiful memories than to try and appreciate the "Ball of Fire" path? Holding the hand of someone you need only look at to remember how beautiful they were so many years ago? Or is it better to live completely in the present? Also, is it not more noble to leave your DNA as a legacy of whom you were before, even though your name shall be forgotten, than being a part of every history book? Continuing upon the previous paragraph that hopefully conjured up the image of true love, it would seem that we have been properly programmed to think that this attitude is a natural biological attitude for our species (poligamy, etc is still a form of love in different cultures, so it is also possible to "love" many women to fulfill the biological characteristic of many women to a man.) In retrospect (cliffs), we can therefore make the following assumptions about life: 1. Only a few men with the ambition to be remembered for ever, will do so. Some people have a very high ambition factor. They will shape the course of evolution. 2. It is easier to follow the following biological path, and will generally be more rewarding before/(after?) death 3. The path set forth by our DNA is one in which we must pass on our genetic code. 4. If our bodies determine our happiness, it is possible that we will only truely be happy with offspring. 5. If so, then the best way to live a loving, rewarding life is to follow the course set forth by our genetic code and reproduce, thereby continuing the expansion of manking, even though we will never get to see the great heights we will likely one day reach. 6. These great heights can only be reached with the men with different ambitions than the norm (see #1.) These men will generally not end up beside someone they love on their deathbed, unless they played their cards very well. So what's the point of this thread? There is none. I only want some input from others to find direction in life. Not career wise. Not ambition wise, but philosophically. If anyone has any good books to recommend, please do so. I believe that although there is no true meaning of life, trying to find the closest thing to it can't hurt, right?