'What is the meaning of life?'

Why is life so beautiful when so many people refuse to see it? Consumed by their own perpetual selfishness, conscious or subconscious. I have recently been opened up to the wonders of what life actually contains. The question 'What is the meaning life?' has begun to bother me. 

Generally the people asking the question of the meaning of life are in better position than most. They are at least seeking information that fundamentally cannot be acquired. Or better stated, cannot be acquired in this dimension of time (linear time). 

Also because we, humans, are creatures that have gained the cognitive ability to ponder such a question let alone have a system of language advanced enough to create words with which you can create sentences. We perceive our reality and create it simultaneously oblivious to the revelation of which allows this existence. This perception of a continuous experience made up of an infinite amount of moments gives us the most powerful tool ever known though we remain unaware of the tool we possess. Because time exist we create reality. Not just our personal reality, but the collective reality of humanity driven by the subjective personal realities of every human. At any given moment in an attempt of unison we could test this theory. With a majority of the human population focused on the same possible future we miraculously pull the present forward to meet that outcome. We could put an end to all of the suffering, hunger, genocide, manipulation, and anything else we want at any given moment. Merely because we are given that moment and we are aware of its looming existence. 

This may be a bare explanation but it is sadly all I have time for. I may address this once more in a later post. I going to try to put in more time to this site. Always, Love and Light.