I was sitting around listening to some tunes and thinking of everything I have seen and done , and wondered to myself why and what was the use . I have lost my Father , Mother , Brother , Sister etc. and Iam the only person left to tell things they done or tell the stories they told . Unless I tell them to someone paying attention they are just lost memories . Anyway all this brings me to a philosophical question . What is the meaning of life and why are we here?