Why Am I Here? Why Are You Here? Why Is Anybody Here?

I think it was Jean Paul Sartre who once asked this? (Chevy Chase from "Spies Like Us".)

There seems to be an assumption that everything "there" is "there" for GOD. Why? For me? You? Her? Them?

I get it.....it makes us feel important?

It also very well substantiates deep-seated beliefs with which we've been indoctrinated.

Even I believe the universe was made by something "other" than us?

But indulge me slightly.....

What if GOD were simply the confluence of unguided forces of nature, known and UNKNOWN to us?

How can anybody not throw up their arms and concede uncertainty?