Why is it that we as humans can go about our day to day lives without ever getting sad or wondering what the point is? I mean if you follow a religion they ok, i can understand that, but for the rest of us intelligent people what is the point? One day, we WILL grow old, and our entire conscious thought will die out making anything we ever did, felt, or thought, practically obsolete, except to those who are left behind to read it, who will also die anyways. I think there is something in the brain that makes people just over look all of this, and want to continue living. Anyone else think about this?