I think the real purpose of life is to remember who we really are, and to create us self, as the one we really are.
It's sort of a magical game of memory. Constantly cards are shown in front of you, and you have to remember the meaning of this card, and get the right answer.
So, who are we really?
The last but one answer to this question will be:
So what is love?
So you are god, and I am god, too, so we must be the same being, at heart.