We live a pointless life, so make the most of it

We all think that we are the center of the universe most of the time. We think that it is everyone else's duty to make our lives easier for us. It seems to me that everyone thinks their life is the only one on earth that is really making a difference, and we don't realize that in all actuality, NOTHING MATTERS.
You are here by luck. Go back as far down your family tree as you want. Take your great great grandfather, for instance. Let's say he met your grandmother at a pig auction in North Dakota... What if his neighbor didn't accidentally shoot your forefathers pig when he was trying to clean his gun? Your good ol' pappy never would have had to go to that auction, and never would have met his sweetheart, and they never would have had a daughter, who ended up being your great grandmother, and if she wasn't around, you wouldn't be either. There are millions and millions of little occurrences everyday that get overlooked, when in reality, they change the course of your life forever. And in changing the course of your life, they have changed the course of everyone else's you ever encounter, and so on an so on. You don't think it does, but when you decide to skip your breakfast one morning and go straight to work, you change the course of the world forever.
You see, when I say we are all here by luck, I mean that there is absolutely no way we can plan any of our life out. You don't know how many times if you didn't stop to let the old lady walk across the street you would have been in a car accident. You just can't plan that kind of stuff. And since you can't plan these crazy little things, then why worry about all of them. We can't chose when we're going to die. Sure, we can stay healthy and work out and all that, but exercising everyday can't stop you from getting a piano dropped on you while you go on your daily walk. That's why I don't get what everyone is so stressed out about all the time.
I mean let's face it, we're all going to die. Some tomorrow, some in 50 years. Some from old age, some from a roadside bomb in Iraq, some from falling asleep behind the wheel, some from choking on a christmas cookie. We always hear people say "Live like you are dying" or "love like you'll never love again." You know, the usual cliche shit that really loses its meaning after hearing it all so much. But I want to throw this out there:
Believe it or not, it is a miracle you are alive. I know you think you are here for some purpose, but you aren't. And neither is the person across the hall from you, or the one who going to make your coffee for you at starbucks tomorrow. Life is precious, and every single second you have is a blessing from God. Stop worrying about gas prices and all that crap for just a few seconds everyday and just make the most out of your life. Eat an extra cookie, smoke a few joints, go dancing, learn an instrument, skydive, get lost in the music, whatever.... Whatever you do, just do whatever makes you happy! Once you realize that you are just lucky that you worked late one night, so you missed them giving out candy canes downstairs because you would have choked on it and died... you can start taking everything a little less seriously and just having a good time with it.
We all came into this world the same way, and we're all getting out of it the same way... so just make the most of your life and have a good time. Peace humans

I'm going to leave you with what I call a freestyle poem... Just kind of let my emotions flow through my mind which has been blessed with creativity and poetic charisma beyond any earthly measures...

We're all so uptight
Well, something just ain't right
Whether you're black or white
We're all in the same fight

We're just trying to stay positive
Raise a couple healthy kids
Hope the income outweighs the bills
Hope the calmness outweighs the thrills

We all gotta take a small step back
Be thankful for everything we have
Be thankful that our mom and dad
Both went to the bar, cuz they were feeling sad

And so they met and fell in love
And just like a gift from up above
You were born, and now you're reading
I've been writing too long, my eyes are bleeding

I know all of this
Made absolutely no sense
But I'm pretty tired,
In my defense

I just hope you can all
Just smile some more
And stop trying to control
Cuz that job's the lords

So peace for now
I'm gonna go light a cig
It will change my life forever
Just like your great grampas pig