THE MEANING OF LIFE Whoo, yeah man find it on Gopher. It was a few years ago when I sat down with a notepad from the discount store and set to putting down an answer to one of the post popular, though seemingly not all that difficult questions, the meaning of life. Of course being the sort of straight analytical straight man who I am (well when not I'm sitting naked at Christmas listening to weird early 90s techno music far too loud and typing bullshit into Gopher) I of course set to finding the key characteristic that separates those things alive to those not. Then I started to wonder if I'd read the question wrong, but we'll get to that later. Seems hardly likely that nobody has an answer to this one, though granted popular literature/religion is all to willing to hand out talk about "lifeforce", "soul" and other such nonsense that still gets you nowhere as far as why a tree is more live than a lamp post. Nevertheless it didn't too much pondering to begin to piece together the common traits shared by living things from beetroot, to bunny rabbits, to me on a good day. By the way, I lost the piece of paper. Somehow it's not in my ideas pile where I should have put it and I can't find it anywhere else. I'm pretty sure I remember all the key points still anyway. Structure. The very fact that a bunny rabbit, beetroot, crazy human, is easily recognisable is that they are a complex structure replicated, with some relatively minor variations, over and over again. A complex structure at that, even the tinyist microbes are orders of magnitude more interesting that the assorted lumps that their consitiuent elements that form away from life's influence. That structure has itself the feature of life, the ability to maintain itself. While the sand in the desert blows into new shapes daily, lakes dry and flood, stone errodes, life continues in its fundamental form. This form is one in which it uses its own environment to sustain its structure; Uses the energy of matter to counter its own inevitable decay. Replication of cells, replication of structure, not for one being to survove for ever, but for its structure to survive, for life to survive. Reproduction is the key to life as we know it. For no lifeform sustains itself perfectly, its structure does in time decay. By recreating its own complete structure, from the key information that defines its own form, life continues beyond death. It cannot perform this perfectly either, but only as a result of that has the process of evolution managed to transform life into something so varied, so universally unique, that it can be everywhere and yet not obvious to define. Seen differently, life is not an essence, not a spirit or a power. It is a loop, a runaway loop, equally mundane to a computer program written never to stop. Like the program it consumes the resources, or the energy, of its environment for as long as that is available. But life does this outside of a machine's perfect world, it continues against the decay and imprecision of reality, balancing the odds of its failure against those of its success across countless generations of rebirth. Somehow its structure can stand the winds of time, and thrive, limited only by the energy that it can harvest from here on the Earth. May this loop maintain itself by some other means? Can life survive indefinately without reproduction? I'm not sure, on Earth the answer is no. Where else though might have this biological loop have started, and how might its nature as well as its environment differ from what we know? Perhaps though there is only one form, to be found by chance in our type of environment, in which structure can sustain itself, at least for any comparable length of time. By this definition though life can be created, without even much great effort. The task is simply to create an environment that permits a structure to sustain itself. At its easiest - a robot supplied with power to operate and replacement parts that it can swap as required. So long as the replacement parts are to the same design, the robot's structure will be sustained. Here I'll admit that I do come to a problem, because some time after defining life to myself on a piece of paper I found myself under my car attempting to fix whatever part had that time succumbed to over twenty five years of unmitigated decay. Somehow, under the myriad of heavy steel shafts, bearings, and linkages, I find my mind easily wonders back to the big questions in life, and I realised that I was in fact performing an act which brought my answer to this one into question. I was part of the environment surrounding this late 80s Jaguar saloon, and I was there attempting to sustain its structure. By me therefore, was the car alive? Clearly not, so then is my definition wrong? I would like to think that it's just incomplete. The fact is that I can reconstruct my car any any form that I choose: new radio, electric drive, even with the back end chopped off and turned into a novelty couch. Yet while I can change the environment of a plant or animal such as to vary its size, lifespan, maybe even gender, I can't turn it into a complete other form. I can't train a dog to act as a transistor radio, nor can I turn it into a tree. The fudamental structure of a lifeform is sustained by its environment, but not controlled by it. The structure contins within it the instructions for its own conversion of the energy within its environment so that it can change back the effects of its own decay. We can maintain this form, or restrict it, even prevent it from sustaining itself, but we can't truely change it. All we can do is select from the variations made available to us through evolution (at least unless we get sneeky and try genetic modification). Maybe then I was just one level too high in my definition: Life is a structure that uses the _energy_ from its environment to sustain itself. That might work. As I said at the beginning though, I may have misunderstood the question. Does everyone really want to define life? Or do they want to define _their_ life? Should the question be "what is the meaning _to_ life"? Still if the aim is to find some defining purpose to life, perhaps I have already determined that too. Life exists as structures that use the energy of their environment to sustain themselves. On Earth, this persists through reproduction. So those looking to fulfill their life's mission need simply to keep living, and have lots of offspring so that they can be sure that their structure will live on as well as it can. That's a rather biological peak aspiration for the average human though, and also not a very revolutionary one. Plus, I for one have a very strong dislike for children, and don't find adults all that great either, even finding significant obstacles to liking myself. I therefore don't intend at all to reproduce, and living purely for the sake of maintaining my own physical structure isn't my primary rationalisation for not killing myself either. Frankly I don't think there is a meaning to life. It is, as I say, a loop. We are but a product of that loop, as water is a product of hydrogen and oxygen. What aims we set for ourselves, if any, even what we choose to believe about our own existance, are no matter for anyone but us. Just enjoy life as another little organism spun out of this crazy little run-away reaction of matter. - The Free Thinker