What’s the Point?

What is the point of life? It is so short. We are kids, we grow up, we do what we are told, we get a job, we make a family, we retire, and we die. It is the never-ending circle of human life. Why do we do what is laid out for us? Why do we have governments and power and wars? Why is this a part of our human nature? Why are some people considered to be more important than others? We have lived for centuries like this. Governments rise and fall. People live and die. Why? What is the ultimate goal in life? I have been told it is to be happy. That seems very small, and yet very hard to achieve. I don’t think I know anyone who is truly happy all the time. I don’t think it is possible. The sadness helps us to become real people. We need sadness to be happy. We have to suffer to see how lucky we really are. So if happiness isn’t the meaning of life, then what is? Do we just have to be the best we can be so that we can reach whatever waits for us afterlife? Is this life we are living now just a time of waiting for the real rest of our lives. Does the real rest of our lives ever end? I thought that nothing was truly forever. Maybe afterlife is the one thing that is. If we are just waiting for something better, wouldn’t it be better for us to all just end it now and get there? There must be a point to us being here.