The meaning of life?

And what sense does it make to ask life to make sense?

We have much more: possibilities.

We have the vastness of the infinite at our disposal.

We can go, do and be whatever we want.

We can lock ourselves up in our overthinking if we so choose.

We have a whole set of emotions to cling to comfortably.

We can also open ourselves to the glory of being free in this world.

We can run, create, vibrate, feel, climb, go deep.

We have gifts, knowledge, strengths and unexplored opportunities.

Do we really want to sit around waiting for happiness to rain down?

Don't we want to live that fullness for ourselves?

Let us unsheathe and sharpen all our weapons.

Let us do, enjoy, reflect, perceive, make mistakes, glorify.

Let us exist here with all our consciousness, with all our being.

And long live life!