Have you ever asked yourself questions like “Why am I here?” and “What is my purpose in life?” If you are like most people who become preoccupied with such questions you may have found it difficult to come up with a satisfying answer.
Like just about everyone else, I had trouble finding satisfying answers ... until I took a deep breath and contemplated the obvious. It turned out the answer was hiding in plain sight all along!
“Why am I here?”
I am here because my parents were a couple of horny fuckers! I am sure my parents were each on this Earth because their parents were horny fuckers too! The same was undoubtedly true for my grandparents, my great-grandparents and so on all the back to my pre-human ancestors and beyond.
That, it seems to me, answers the question of WHY I am here.
“What is my purpose in life?”
But many people, including me, would like to know not only WHY they are here (in the sense of HOW they came to be here), but also want to understand “FOR WHAT PURPOSE?”
The answer to this question also seems self-evident. What is the one thing that all living things do?
They forge the next link in the chain of life. That is the defining characteristic of “life.”
People do it. Dogs and cats do it. Wildebeest and walruses do it. Fish do it. Mosquitoes do it. Even tardigrades do it.
It’s all about sex.
But just “fucking” may not strike some people as a sufficiently lofty purpose for their lives.
So what? Who says our natural purpose has to be something that makes us feel good about ourselves? Nature is unconcerned with our egos. Nature only demands that we fulfill our duty to forge the next link in the chain. Nature ensures our devotion to this duty by making fucking such glorious fun that most of us will do our damndest, even risking our lives to fulfill our purpose in life.
Even people who believe in an afterlife will risk eternal damnation for a few minutes good, old-fashioned. sweaty fucking!
What was God’s very first command?
“Be fruitful and multiply!” (Genesis 1:28)
Translation: “Get out there and start fucking!”
Fucking is really what life is all about.
If you write a symphony or two along the way, find a cure for stupidity, develop a mobile phone app that destroys the taxi cab industry or employ gene editing to create a self-peeling artichoke, that’s just the icing on the cake. Your true purpose was only to forge the next link in the chain.
Nothing more.
When it’s all said and done, each of us is just a way for a DNA molecule to make more DNA molecules!

