What truly disturbs me is that life seems to have a purpose - reproduction, perpetuation, passing on genetic info, and organisms go to great lengths to ensure it. The very instant I feel tempted to use words like Purpose, Goal, Intent etc. it already makes me think of a purpose-determiner, something other and beyond the natural laws and evolition. Then again, I must admit that the idea of chance and coincidence is very appealing to me, it sets me free to drink all I can drink, eat all I can eat, and maybe f. all I can f., and with no supreme judge at life's end it will all go neatly away. No sins committed, no regrets. If nothing other than some chemical and physical law of attraction and combination gave rise to Living, why then should we give a damn? Make a child or two and die like a Roman.