Purpose of Life

"I wanna build a castle and live in it

Why? well... thought it was super cool! 

cos i have had this dream since i was a 5 year old, when i started drawing

it's crazy how dedicated i'm to my childish thought

although i think it's impossible

it's what i have wanted for my whole life

that dream is silly

very silly

but

 it's my life"

What is the ultimate purpose of life? First I thought of being rich. Well, it is not true, for i do not really want to be rich. (Still inside my cortex) There is a merely thin margin between rich and decent people, at least in this era. My grandmother claimed that she had to sneak and eavesdrop school classes for rudimentary education, and circle around neighborhood, offering hand laundry services to people for a 2-day meal, 1 sweet potato. "Poor people are not really poor nowadays." she said, "we couldn't afford rice and had to look for labor employments everywhere on flipflops, if we could afford flipflops."

"Nowadays people eat rice three times a day, smoke non-stop, ride motorbikes to malls, and they call themselves poor." I could just nod and pretend to listen to her continuous flashbacks lest I fell asleep and offended the person who was going to make me a special dinner.


Second thought is regarding having a high salary. First thing to come in con is that if i do not like the job, it will be inane for me to continue. Say even if I like the job and get rich, I still barely have the slightest, faintest idea of what to do with all that money I acquire except for helping others get decent life. Still, notwithstanding that, those cycles, in my image and through my experience of life and historical references, are not nonexistent not transitory, but last forevermore. Determining, with only materialistic wealth, the terminal of a series of events that have been going on perpetually for thousands of years since the beginning of the creators of the game, us, humans, is stupid. It is due to the fact that people get poor and rich alternately, unknowingly, relatively, freely.
At this point, I have eliminated all the thoughts on the possibility of the 'goals in life' that have to do with monetary emolument. Moving on to passion. It is great for a passion to be a person's goal in life, since it seems like the closest thing one would integrate with with the words 'purpose' and 'life'. It was brilliant, I thought. However, passion is the thing people, or at least I do all the time, or at least should be the thing i do all the time! Therefore it's promptly rejected as one. Besides, if my purpose is to do the things I like to do, man it would be boringly horrible as playing with one's deuce. Not to mention that I live my life trying different things, learning new knowledge, no matter how meandering an odyssey vagabonding the trench of society can be, the idea of me doing inconsistent things daily is inseparable, while the thought of doing only things I like to do is unthinkable. I seek to try not only things I like, but things I do not like too.
That left out just me and my 5 year old dream. 

Well, it is still cool It's still meaningful, and it certainly will give me utmost satisfaction in my life.
That's That, I thought to myself
My dream is to build a castle and live in it.

And so that became my purpose in life.

Unless if............

 I find someone.

cos,

that's what life is all about ain't it?

"..... Love and Passion .....

two interchangeable meanings of life"