A short random thought piece about the meaning of life, and are we here by a miraculous chance, or is all this all part of a grand design. Do things like Lust, Sloth, Greed, Wrath, Gluttony, Pride, Envy towards other success justify the real monsters we are; if that is who we really are then why not be what we are? Are we only civil in order to live in some type of peace amongst one another? Or, is it because we fear if we are not living some specific lifestyle we will be damned in the end?