Life is an endless search for one's self.

—If Francis has really made up his soul [...], what lies ahead of him? Hasn't he achieved the great end of life?
—[...] Having got his soul under his eye, so to speak, Francis must now begin to understand it and be worthy of it [...]. Making up a soul isn't an end; it's the new beginning in the middle of life.

The purpose of life is a life of purpose.

There is one truth that we all are born with, The Death. In between the birth and the death, we are given an opportunity to seek the source of the ultimate truth. But the distractions and our ego often limits our existence to our shape and intellect, which grows with time but just like desires to live more.

Nourish your soul, give it plenty food for thought. Set your mind free allow it to take you places you have never been before.

There is power, value, happiness and fulfillment in a life of purpose.