What is the point of this life we live? Could it be money? Could it be a new TV? Is it a new car? What is the purpose of our existence? I had an epiphany the other day driving home from school. As I was driving I noticed a brand new Corvette, then a new BMW. I noticed all the people going about their daily lives. I began to laugh uncontrollably when I realized that the man driving the Corvette probably works all day long to pay for that stupid car, and the same for the BMW owner.

I began to think, is our entire existence as the human race to strive for these stupid possessions? I realized that it was all vanity. Then I began to think about my own life. I asked myself why I’m in college. Well, I want a degree, but what is the point of a degree-to make more money. That is the only reason I am here.

I love to learn, but I would much rather spend my time learning what I want to learn. I realized that the only reason I was in school was for the money.

What is money, but an idea we humans have created? What is the true value of a dollar? It has no value. It is worthless without the number printed on it. Have we really reduced our human existence to such a low point that it is necessary to toil year in and year out just to gain the next best thing?

We are so messed up as a society that we will go thousands of dollars in debt to buy worthless crap. We spend our entire lives trying to pay off debts, then we die. What a worthless life.

When we live for money our lives our pointless. I just want to be happy and fulfilled, and I have yet to discover true happiness or fulfillment. Sure, I love to buy myself new things, and I am happy for a while. However, that happiness always leaves, and I am back at square one.

It all boils down to greed. We as Americans have been taught to want, want, want. Chase that American dream. Create your own destiny. The American dream tells us to work our entire lives, become very wealthy, retire, and die. Wow, what a fulfilled life.

We are a selfish people. The churches in our country build multi million dollar buildings. Think about the people that could be fed with that money.

We build huge houses, but I promise two people cannot occupy 15 bedrooms at once. Do we really need all this pointless crap?

I have given this much thought, and have come to this conclusion. To live a happy fulfilled life, we must kill our selfishness and live for others.

I know that helping people is much more fulfilling than a television, or a car or anything else money can buy. When we help others we can die with peace, knowing that we made a difference. Let us not live our lives in vain.

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