On the Meaning of Life[1]

A train of thought I once rode concerning the meaning of life led me on a strange and eerie journey.

Objectively, it seemed obvious that in the animal kingdom, the meaning of life is service as a link in the chain of vegetation, converting vegetation to fertilizer but man perverted that objective through methods we refer to as sanitation; which leaves us confused and seemingly without purpose.

The musing was logical but not as satisfying as I’d hoped.