There is no purpose to man. The feeling of shame for spending my money like it's required. Going broke because "ooo it's on sale now". Feeling of man is wild, it's flawed. Greed fueled preservation in cavemen but fuels destruction in modern man. It's only right to fine purpose in pursuit of better men. Whether they be created out of random happenstance or created in a lab. The only thing I feel is the urge to work for a cause, to find a purpose to justify my pain.