Seems like we're just plopped down here and don't noboby know why
From as far back as I can remember I have been filled with questions that no one could answer, and always the biggest question was who am I? Oh I see that reflection of me there in the mirror, but is that really me? As a child I would spend hours staring into the mirror trying to see deep into my own eyes, searching, searching for the answer of who was in there hidden behind those eyes. I'm still searching, still wondering, who is that, what is that, this strange observer watcher hidden behind the mask of who we really think we are.
Quantum physicists say that we create our reality, although this is a simplistic way of talking about some extremely complex science. They also say that time travel must be possible, but as far as I know, they don't say that our lives are pre-determined and that we are simply walking through pre-ordained experiences. The question of whether or not human beings have what has come to be known as "free will" is something that both religion and philosophy have questioned throughout the ages. If, as quantum science teaches, there are many (perhaps an infinite number of) parallel universes, it may be that the choices we make determine which one we'll find ourselves in. That could be where our free will comes in. And could one of these universes be what so many religions call "heaven?"
And why have I always had this strange "feeling" that I am here to do something, some purpose that only I can find out. And strangely, it seems we all have this strange feeling hidden within us, we all feel some calling.
Film _Matrix: Reloaded_
Architect: Hello, Neo.
Neo: Who are you?
Architect: I am the Architect. I created the Matrix. I've been waiting
for you. You have many questions, and though the process has altered your
consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo some of my answers you will
understand, and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first
question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also the
Neo: Why am I here?
Architect: Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the Matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which, despite my sincerest efforts, I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected,and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you, inexorably...
Neo: You haven't answered my question.
Architect: Quite right.
Interesting. That was quicker than the others.