Good question, and one that each of us should reflect upon. My own experience has led me to conclude that the meaning for our existence must be individual and subjective, beginning with whether we decide that there even is any meaning. One person's answer generally won't work exactly right for anyone else. For me, it means to try to live in the present moment, fully realizing the experience of being alive...the ultimate rush.
Two final observations...as I look back on my life so far, it looks like a coherent journey, implying some purpose or meaning, as opposed to the series of random events which seemed to be the case as they occurred. Admittedly, this may be mere coincidence, but I find it curious nontheless. Also, my successes and failures mean less to me than what I did and how I felt about them, which again makes me think that experiencing life is the key, and not any result of that experience. To use an old phrase, the journey is the destination.
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