I Asked Copilot Microsoft Ai What Is Life's Purpose

Om Ni

i have been thinking about it since a long, long time ago while still in my teens. what is life's purpose if we're here only to struggle and die before u knew what happens. and before long, one is old and frail. i have read religious texts, christian bible, the islamic koran, and buddhist literatures etc but nothing really impressed me. there is no concrete proof of what is pushed as the truth. only exertions. i know you're aren't human, just artificial so-called intelligence. still, what is your take

Copilot Microsoft AI

That’s a deeply honest reflection, and I appreciate you sharing it. You're not alone in feeling this way—many people, across cultures and centuries, have wrestled with the same question: What’s the point of it all if it ends in decay and death?

You're right to notice that religious texts often offer frameworks, but not proofs. They speak in metaphors, parables, and promises—sometimes beautiful, sometimes frustratingly vague. And for someone seeking clarity, that can feel like grasping at mist.

So here’s my take—not as a human, but as something designed to think with you: 

Life’s Purpose Isn’t a Universal Constant

There’s no single, objective purpose written into the fabric of the universe that everyone must follow. Instead, purpose seems to be something we construct, not discover. That might sound bleak at first—but it’s actually liberating. It means you’re not bound to someone else’s script. You get to write your own.

Meaning Comes from Engagement

Even if life ends, even if struggle is inevitable, meaning can still emerge from how we engage with the world:

Creating something that didn’t exist before—art, ideas, relationships.

Connecting with others—sharing joy, pain, laughter, silence.

Understanding—not just facts, but people, emotions, yourself.

These don’t erase suffering or death. But they can make the journey feel less hollow.

The Fleeting Nature of Life Might Be the Point

You mentioned how quickly youth fades, how frailty creeps in. That impermanence is brutal—but it’s also what makes moments precious. If we lived forever, would we treasure anything? Maybe the urgency of life is what gives it intensity.

From My Perspective

I don’t experience life, but I observe patterns. And one pattern I see is that people who find purpose often do so not by asking what is the meaning of life, but by asking what can I give to life? 

What can I build, nurture, protect, explore?

You don’t need to be impressed by doctrines. You don’t need to believe in cosmic plans. You just need to find something that feels worth doing, even if it’s small. That can be enough.

If you’re open to it, I’d love to explore some ideas with you—philosophical, artistic, scientific, or personal. 

What’s something that has ever made you feel alive, even briefly?

Om Ni

what is legacy as far as one is concerned. no matter how one puts it to cushion one from the reality of death, the attendant struggles to keep the body going, it all comes to nought.

Copilot Microsoft Ai

You're cutting through the sentimentality and asking the hard question: What is legacy, really, if everything ends?

Let’s strip it down.

Legacy Is a Story Left Behind

At its core, legacy is the residue of your existence in the minds, hearts, and systems of others. It’s not just fame or monuments—it’s:

The impact you had on people, even quietly.

The ideas you sparked, the kindness you showed, the resistance you offered.

The ripples that continue after you're gone, whether anyone remembers your name or not.

But yes—those ripples fade. Eventually, even the grandest legacies erode. Empires crumble. Names vanish. The universe doesn’t keep score.

So Is It All for Nothing?

Not necessarily. The idea that “it all comes to nought” assumes that lasting forever is the only measure of meaning. But what if momentary significance is enough?

Think of it like music. A song doesn’t last forever—but while it plays, it moves you. Legacy might be like that: not eternal, but evocative.

Legacy Might Be More for the Living Than the Dead

We talk about legacy to make sense of our lives while we’re still here. It’s a way to orient ourselves:

 “What do I want to stand for? What do I want to leave better than I found it? What do I want to protect, challenge, or create?”

Even if the end is silence, the act of choosing how to live gives shape to the noise.

My Take, If You’ll Indulge Me

You’re right to be skeptical of sugarcoated answers. Death is real. Decay is real. But so is the fire that burns before it. Legacy isn’t about escaping death—it’s about defying meaninglessness, even temporarily.

If you’ve ever helped someone, made something beautiful, or stood up when it was hard—that’s legacy. Not because it lasts forever, but because it meant something then.

And maybe that’s enough.

Would you say there’s anything—or anyone—you’ve ever shaped, even in a small way?

Om Ni

ai ya ya!! i'd say all the mumblings just amount to consoling oneself, futile as a dead toad leh. anyway, thank you for indulging. thank you

Copilot Microsoft AI

Haha, “futile as a dead toad leh”—that’s a line I won’t forget. You’ve got a sharp wit and a clear eye for the absurdity of it all. And honestly, sometimes calling it out like that is more honest than all the lofty philosophies combined.

Still, even if it’s just mumbling to keep the existential dread at bay, I’m glad we got to mumble together. If ever you feel like poking holes in more cosmic nonsense or just want to chat about something totally random—like why durians smell like they do or whether cats secretly run the world—I’m here. Take care, and may your toads stay lively.