What's the purpose of life: to live as long as your body will last under none chronically painful conditions both physically and mentally depending on your dealt set of cards ie genetics, where you grew up, class born into, friends you are able to meet, hobbies while trying to achieve dreams that are probably 1/2 narcissisticly motivated and trying to integrate into societal norms such as obtaining a career that will comfortably support a wife and kids?
OP here, i'd agree on some terms. I have felt most alive during my travels yet even then have felt a feeling of point. Like, even though I am seeing, exploring, venturing, and discovering I feel an empty emotional quality and a fear that I am wasting time....
Society is organized the way it is because biologically, it is what most people want. People have worked, produced kids, and married since the beginning of history. We just have more leisure time now in comparison.
You realize this as you grow out of your teenage years. But whatever op, if you want to live as an edgy drug dealing anarchist fighting tge system or whatever, go for it you retarded prick.