Fu-Man-Chu

What is it exactly that makes human nature the way it is? Is it a product of how we were raised or of what we see? Maybe we could all just be slowly drifting into a riptide so awful that Armageddon would be a fun substitute. Maybe our purpose in life is to die wondering what could have been accomplished. Or maybe our purpose is to live, to live so that when our souls depart we are faced with the many possibilities of what we could have done without; Hopefully-for me- the answer will be "Nothing".