What is your good reason why you were put on this planet? Are you not fed up?

Question

What is your good reason why you were put on this planet? Are you not fed up?
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Answer

It seems that each thing has its specific purpose, its own reason, place and a use, among all things of the world plants, animals, insects, microbes, ocean, land, clouds, wind and rain, all as though all are of one common purpose, connected as one singular being where all the forms and their subjective functions are but the manifestations of one reality, and its purpose, all the performances, roles, and acts of a specific duty, are for their meaningfulness within the grand unison of one all mighty design. brbrThis is as if there are many strings of various lengths, and vibrations, or many keys of various notes, on an instrument, but in the mind of the virtuoso incognito all notes, their tones of vibrations, come together in a single symphonic rendering, of a jingle or a song. Then the jarring effects of natural causes that to humans ear sound out of tune, barring human senses from its delight and appeasement, to the levels where, ease of thought, of a fantasy or a dream, begins to shatter, and breaks into pieces, the jitters of unanswerable questions, aiming at nowhere and pointing at nothing, but there all the time nevertheless, as the very reality of the mind.brbrThere is nowhere in the universe to be found an existence questioning, perpetually perplexed, dubious, and marred by selfdoubt, other than that of Man all things except have their purposeful capacities, and no room for a questioning thought about what may lie beyond their nature, except for Man. Man would question, the human mind would explore possibilities beyond nature, beyond natural form and natural function of our heart and body and mind. Man alone have additional room for thought, for questioning, and the purpose of questioning seems to be to question all purposes, to find what might we have in us aside what nature has fixedly set. brbrWe seek to know as what is the purpose of our being in this universe, and then with that, what is the purpose of the universe itself, of existence, and of life. These, and the questions like these, even before they are considered for any answering, I think, reveal a great deal about us, i.e. perhaps about the presence of the very thing that we feel is missing, the answers. We need answers, as the reason, of our being, on this planet. brbrØWe reason if there are the questions then where are the answers?brØWe see that there is nowhere that answers are to be found, aside ourselves who at least have questions.brØThen let us turn back, and meditate upon life, for the questions we have, a little longer.brØAs, why only we have the questions?brØMay be we are the answers ourselves, i.e. would we not find it amusing if the answer would be looking for itself, with a question standing in the way each time?brbrI think what hinders our searching is the same things spurs us along to find, the questioning mind that stand in between the mind exploring itself, between us and us waiting to be found, and in this the loftier the questions we ask the higher the expectations become that we have about ourselves. We would never be fed up being here, being alive, and being inquisitive, as all the searches in their ultimate point back to us, to the secrets of our origin, and all the wildest paths are laid for us to eventually lead us back to our home.