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*Speculative, discursive, evocative; totally serious*

There is not necessarily a God. Why? Because the universe is, has been, and always will be. Before us, before now, millions of Big Bangs occurred; planets were made and destroyed; elements were created and redefined; matter itself shifted and still does; life may even have substantiated, billions of years ago. Why do we survive? If everything is chance, why us?
Because it is our time. And that is all.
Biologists and evolutionary theorists like to claim that nature makes an attempt to survive; we are always "trying" to carry on, always "trying" to do this, that, or the other. Not true. We are the result of a chance occurrence which made it so that an organism could be instantiated, by a random alignment of chemicals, and that one in a jillion chance occurred which allowed that organism to reproduce. By chance, it continued to reproduce and everything therefore tends toward reproduction, to continue going on. There is no thought involved, no attempt. There is simply a tendency. The reason we exist is because this random chance dictated that carbon-based creatures continue to tend towards extance. Previously, perhaps, molecules without the capacity to reproduce existed. Well, they died out. Maybe ones living on fluorine, rather than oxygen, existed. Well, there's not enough fluorine to sustain a population long enough to reproduce for long. Random chance produced us, random chance will destroy us.
Tangent to this argument is the concept of conception. Why continue to conceive? It's a psychological thing. We want to be immortal; existance and consciousness made us so we did not want to die; previous instances of life may not have harbored this desire; they died out. Through our children, we can be immortal. Through our works, as in Anglo-Saxon "religion," we can be immortal. You eat to live, you copulate to live, you breathe to live, you kill to live. Everything you do tends towards life and people who do not follow this trend simply die. They are not "failed" humans; they do not have a "flaw" except by human definitions of flawlessness; they simply did not tend towards life; they are organisms which made a (un)conscious decision to forgo immortality, towards which all other things tend. We think to live; we discuss to live; we continue to search for a reason to live and we reproduce so that maybe someone else can figure out a reason and we create religions so that maybe there is a reason to live, because we'll continue to live in the afterlife. We'll be immortal, even if we don't do anything, because we want to be immortal and that desire is programmed in by years of a tendency towards life, which happened to occur because a lightning bolt hit the right string of molecules at the right angle near enough of its own kind that it could "live."
So we struggle through this "life," which in all reality is the completely random integration of choice chemical components which happened to create a consciousness which happens to appreciate its ability to rationalize and doesn't want that to end, searching for the reason we are alive. Well, here it is. On the internet, I have given you the meaning, cause, and origin of life. In the end, we die. Electricity fails to flow because, by chance, a hole appears in a few organs; molecules disintegrate; problems arise, organs fail. "Life" is extinguished, and with it consciousness, rationale, and personality.
Now that we have this truth, though, this undeniable, irrevocable truth based entirely on the idea that God does not necessarily exist, which is a rather arrogant assumption to make (as is the one that one exists), what do we do with it? We (I) have just determined that life is meaningless, that human extermination would mean nothing, that life means nothing, that all is in reality tending towards future annihilation and current oblivion to our fate. Failing having a reason to be, we must create one. In all that randomness, perhaps something else randomly occurred. Perhaps the soul substantiated in a body at some point; it got programmed into DNA somehow. Somewhere in all those introns and exons and adenine, guanine, cytosine, thymine sequences, there's an AUGACUUAUUUAGGCG which says, "This organism has a form of immortality." There's a reason to live; we have an afterlife after all. Or perhaps we have to create one. By some force of will, an altering of the mindscape, made possible by that random chance electricity which now allows us to track brain waves, maybe such waves alter reality in such a way that we have a soul; maybe only some people are capable of creating such a dent in the ethereal or space-time or spiritual continuum that they physically cannot leave this world; they exist forever because they have made for themselves a niche in the fabric of this universe. Whatever the cause, we must create a reason to live because for our purpose to live to be to "make it better for the next generation" is a load of excrement and anyone who thinks about that for longer than ten seconds knows it. Who cares about the next generation? You're dead. Screw them. Make a place for yourself. Create a soul, because there is nothing which says, permanently, that you will continue living and have one unless you try for it on your own. A book? A "prophet?" A pseudo-physical "feeling" your mind created because it tends towards immortality and tends to make you want to keep on living? Maybe, but in all reality, look at the facts. There is no reason for there not to be a God, but on the off-chance that there isn't one, don't you want to be able to say, "I made a permanent relief in the very intangible strands of the universe?" Forever? I realize this is paradoxical and in direct contrast to the last several paragraphs, but think about it.
Don't you want to do something more than "tend towards" "life"?
Don't you want to be?