Meaning? What is the purpose of existence? You have me confused in this. I fell in love with you, what was the purpose of that? Is everything just meaningless chaos with no rhyme or reason? Why are we really? I thought love was everything, that defined who we were as human beings; half animal/half/ Gods. However after being thrown aside by these "animals" so many times, I feel my soul is shrinking. I worry I may die the second death, the death of the soul.