Theres so many questions, why are we here, whats our purpose etc... Why does there have to be an answer, can't we just accept what is, and live life in ignorance? I'm sure many will argue that tryign to find the answer to the ultimate question is our purpose in life, but if there is no answer and there is no purpose, arn't we trying to solve an unsolvable problem, maybe it is our ignorance of thinking we can answer the question that provides the drive to keep doing so. But to me finding answers isnt living, its wasting time, our most valuable comodity, and therefore i can only conclude 'get busy living, or get busy dieing'. Im young and perhaps my views will most certainly change with age, but i struggle to see the point in thinking about the ultimate question of purpose, meaning and exsistence. What do you think?