people of birth and death

after spending my life with people, it is difficult to say i like them. confused, confusing, confounding...people...they are all over the place...thinking they are are on the move to somewhere...which i really doubt. just by moving, one doesn't reach anywhere. similarly, just by talking, one doesn't convey anything. similarly, just by winning, one doesn't achieve anything. a constant observer from far would perceive us as worms...aimlessly wriggling worms. constantly fighting for rights...which belong to none. we have got one life each, and one death each. i only wonder what is the purpose of the time thread that connects our birth and death.