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Tuesday, December 18, 2018

'Meaning to Human Life Essay\r'

'Is there every(prenominal) heart to homophile life-time? After listening to the first two lectures I gathered what I felt to be Professor Amrbosio’s definitions of the sub and the saint. I took notes and after going back through and reading them it helped me to put a few things together. He asks the question about whether or not human existence is meaningful or absurd. We live in a hostile and deadly environment so we try to find our purpose and meaning so we deem some sense of security. It is a demurral mechanism. Why is there so much brutal in this world? We pass water the keen and the hazardous.\r\nThe good being our loving pargonnts and the soldiers who put their lives at jeopardy to defend our freedom and our lives. But hence you have the bad and the evil such as the homeless people and the terrorist attacks and the holocaust. It is unfair how there are so umteen people with nothing and living on the streets when there are just as many people who have mu ch more then they need to survive. The hero and the saint represent traits that faecal matter and will be inherited and passed on crossways different cultures and over time. The hero and the saint are metaphors that humans have used to search for the meaning of life. With the hero, reality is formed and driven by the shin of humans.\r\nThey believe in honor and self-esteem on with self-fulfillment and admiration. They always run up against bad things and they believe the good guys will come in last. The Saint believes that reality is made up of our ain and loving relationships. These relationships are based around unconditional trust. They feel like humans really have no goal but they have a purpose. Love and gratitude define them. Some people give voice life is a wrong turn and it’s down a dead end street.\r\nSaints and heroes take the stand us ways we can share and insert in living every day and equable asking our questions about life. The best we can do is to liv e the most meaningful life. Make every day count and always make known the ones you turn in how much you love them because you never know when it could be the last time that you are able to tell them. Sometimes you just have to trust that our life has a purpose.\r\n'

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