What are we doing here

What are we doing here is a question that simply does not have a right or wrong answer. It's a question that is thought about often by many. From person to person the answer to this philosophical question differs. The following paragraphs will enlighten you on the views of Swift, Twain, Beckett, Sartre, Sophecles, Dante, Voltaire, and myself. By writing Gulliver's Travels, Jonathan Swift implies that people were put on this earth to experience life …

…a grasshopper. Everything that they do was meant to be. If a person has a severe terminal illness and they pass away at the young and tender age of twelve, there was never anything you could have done about it. Their path was predetermined by a power of which you have absolutely no control over. Destiny brings you people and memories. Destiny also is the reason we are here doing whatever we might be doing.