With a big bang. But what happened before the bang is a mystery.

Strings and things vibrating in ten dimensions of space and time.

Sexual selection. We are indeed designed, not by God but by the opposite sex who, in the case of humans, selected for humor, wit, music, philosophy, dance, storytelling, and entertainment in general around the campfire at night.

You are in the wrong group.

Only to the extent you believe you will be punished, or rewarded, for the things you do.

Subjectively we know what it is. We have a front row seat. Objectively, as a physical phenomenon, it may be an electromagnetic field generated by the combined motion of all the electrons and positive ions that move when our neurons fire.

I'm always looking, trying to realize my highest potential as I feel it to be, which makes me miserable most of the time. Then, in an odd moment, there is transient sensation of blessedness.

By looking. Seek and ye shall find.

Of life in general, of human life, history, or of my life in particular? In all cases I think it has to do with the stories we tell ourselves as we go along. Whether those stories are true or false we may only find out in the moment of death.

To explore the near infinite possibilities of existence.

I am much more worried about what happens in the moment of death. How much pain? Will it be beautiful or ugly? How intense? Will it depend on the life I have lived?

Some will survive and continue to evolve into what I don't know. Maybe not so smart but kinder and gentler.

Does God exist?