Live to die to dance forever

It's bound to happen. We will die and become food for worms. We will become one with the Earth and we will be nonexistent. Once breathing we will be filled with dead stale air and the Earth will still continue it's rotation. What do we all live for? Do we live for life or do we live to one day die? We spend the first 18-20 years of our life preparing for living. Then the next 5-6 unscrambling our purpose. We are now 26 and between now and 35 we will settle into living. We will have a family and things will seem like puzzle pieces falling into place so very easily. We will have purpose for 5-15 years before turmoil and we are in our mid forties or early fifties. We are wound up and are slowing down. We have found purpose and have raised it to adulthood and now we are lifeless shells left behind. We begin withering away and gravity begins taking it's affect. Slowly dragging us six feet under. We have no purpose but to wait. Soon we die away and are placed in a wooden crate for shelter but that protection does nothing to the decomposition. Even after death we are still sinking deeper. Pathetic, fragile, soft beings we humans are. What were we built for and where are we heading? Are we forever strapped into this planet spinning into the sun? Or are we built for something more? Something beyond the stars perhaps that would be a fate I could swallow. We could live to die to dance forever in the stars. That would be an ending fit to my liking. That would make me smile.