The Meaning Of Life

A heavy topic to be sure, and one that’s been on my mind recently.

What is the meaning of life?  Or, to be more specific, what is the point?

I have no need to collect material goods – I reject corporations and accumulated wealth.  I don’t need a Louis Vuitton bag or a Hummer to satisfy myself in life, and I live very simply.  If it were up to me we wouldn’t have a tv at our place.  I’ve also come to terms with the idea that I will never be able to own property, or at the very least that it’s unlikely I ever will.  I simply don’t have the income, and don’t anticipate having the income to be able to afford a place of my own in a city where property values increase by the hour.

So, having reached that much of a decision – what’s the point of my own life?  If I’m not working to pay a mortgage or own 3 cars, why am I alive?  What do I want to do with my life, and what am I doing to get to that point?

I’m satisfied with where I’m at right now, but where do I want to be when I’m 35?  55?  75?

So, putting it out there to any readers who’d like to take a stab at it – what is the point of your life?  What do you want your life to stand for, or what does it mean to you?  What are some of your life goals?