Purpose...

But, as you well know, appearances can be deceiving, which brings me back to the reason why we're here. We're not here because we're free. We're here because we're not free. There is no escaping reason; no denying purpose. Because as we both know, without purpose, we would not exist.
It is purpose that created us.
Purpose that connects us.
Purpose that pulls us.
That guides us.
That drives us.
It is purpose that defines us.
Purpose that binds us.

- Agent Smith

Agent Smith from The Matrix is probably one of my favourite movie characters of all time. While there is no denying his character is a villainous, he is not one without reason. True he may have been evil, but there was no denying his logic at times. His above quote from the second movie has always stuck in my mind, even all these years later.

I agree with Agent Smith's philosophical quote above, without purpose we would not exist. There must be some meaningful reason for existing, otherwise life is inconsequential. 

I've had a lot of time to think lately, and in some ways I think it's a good thing, in other's not so much. Repeatedly I have been questioning my life and it's purpose. Is there a greater meaning to my life other than breathing? Yes, I have friends and family, but that's not really purpose, they are attachments. My occupation does not greatly benefit or affect other people or society, so that's not it. My hobbies and interests are for self enjoyment alone, so you can cross that off.

I feel lately as if there is a lack of purpose, or optimistically looking at things, I am unaware of my purpose. What is it that I do? Or what is it that I'm meant to do? Is it something which I define or has purpose created me?