Hedonic threadmill: it’s the hypothesis that we tend to a baseline level of happiness and on average, after some time, people who have won the lottery are as happy (or unhappy) as people who have gone bankrupt.

Look at us, we are apes, barely out of trees. We were fighting predators and cold and diseases that no longer exist. Just by being alive, we are the winners of millions of years of genetic lottery, evolution, fights, love and ingenuity.

We have access to most of human knowledge through devices that fit in our pockets, can visit other countries that were legendary to our forefathers, instead of hunting wild beasts we have satellites that guide us step by step to the nearest McDonald’s.

Imagine time-traveling a few generations back, describing our life to our grand-grandparents, seeing their eyes grow wide. Now imagine, at the end, telling them how ennui got to us and we can no longer find meaning in our life.

Everything is meaningless, nothing matters. Therefore whatever you decide is important is all that matters.

You can look up optimistic nihilism if you want

Point? Like most gifts, there is no point. You just got it.

Thats how I treat my life: as a gift. Because what makes me me, existed as matter for eons. Inert. And by an insane oddity it got “infused” with life, thought, wonder but only for an extremely short while. And after that short period it will go back into that inert state. So i do nice things which are within my reach. Things that makes me feel good. And modern (western) society gives us a lot of time to do that. I know it doesn’t always feel like that but if you look at it historically we have the most off time ever.

Nice things can be anything. Maybe meaningless on the Grand scale of things, but I like making my family happy. I love cuddling my stinky old dog(well, not that old), I hate gardening but love the outcome of it. And yes, I love wasting time on movies, reading, gaming, theater. Or hikes. Or travel in general. The smell of the sea. The feeling of being in a forest. That first time you played “The last of us”. that one specific movie. Or read that one fantastic book. That feeling when you finished it. Or when you went to that insanely funny comedian. Or just hanged out drinking beers (or whatever )with friends or colleagues. Its all fantastic.

And most of the times I like my job and try to forward my little society with it. (I work for a municipality) Within my own little means.

So… meaning? Of life? Experience shit. Make up your own mind.

And please: don’t use big tech socials. They’re made so you don’t feel good, get addicted to them. Get you hooked. It and it’s goals (sell ads!) are evil.

I’ve been inert for eternity. I will not waste that little time I have. Experience something. Anything.

On a fundamental level there is absolutely no meaning to life, it happened randomly over great great spans of time.

On a human level the meaning of life is enjoying it to the best of your ability.

My view is that there is no point, so you make your own point or purpose. I don’t believe there’s an inherent purpose. I think we’re all just here, and that’s it.

Purpose? Point? You make it sound like it’s something inherently positive. Can you give me an example where it could be inherently positive? Because the purposes I can think of are all negative to me since I have goals of my own and any purpose in life would stand in the way of that. I don’t want to be like a spoon (so humans can eat more easily) or a cat (To be human pets), so I’m really glad to have no point or purpose in life, as that means I am the master of my own destiny.

I have goals in life I want to achieve. That’s why I want to live longer. And if people can help me achieve my goals, that’s all the better.

If you want to find purpose in life, then I’m sure you can find another person in life that can give you one.

It’s what you make of it. Some people don’t make anything with theirs.

Personally, for me it’s to form community and to leave a positive lasting influence on others. Except fascists, they can rot in hell. For others, it might be to learn as much as they can or to impart their wisdom onto their children.

“Nobody exists on purpose. Nobody belongs anywhere. Everyone’s gonna die…come watch TV”

You wont last forever but your actions will

Philosophically, I think the pursuit of truth and the exercise of compassion are worthwhile endeavors.

But when that’s too abstract, I remind myself that I have people who rely on me and benefit from my presence in their life. I work to make the world around me better than it was before, so that others can immediately, and in the future, have better lives.

Other people.

Make connections in your little circle/tribe; make people happy. It’s our biology, it’s what we evolved to do, and it’s what you leave behind.

Everything, and at the same time nothing.

The sad part of existence is not having the choice. I literally wouldn’t cared if I died tomorrow. I just don’t want my friends and family to be sad. That’s literally the only thing keeping me here.

Being a good friend, finding what makes me happy while in some way better off, and trying to do those things.

Failing that, doing very bad things to very bad people.

Why do you believe life has meaning?

I personally don’t believe life has any meaning, other than the one you choose for your own life. It’s rather terrifying and freeing at the same time. If there is no meaning, and if there is nothing else, no higher power, then this is it. You get the time you get, running around as self aware stardust, and then it ends. Everything that is “you” flips off one day and there is nothing but oblivion as the stardust you were slow seeps away. But, that also means that you don’t have to live up to anyone else’s idea of what your life should be. You can make your own path, your own meaning, and fuck the people in funny hats who try to tell you otherwise. You are you and no one else gets to define what that is.

I was pondering why people fight so hard to beat diseases and live a few more years. What are they planning to do? Why exert effort just to be here longer when you don’t have a reason?

If this is all there is, if oblivion is on the other side of the door, I’ll scrabble for every day existing that I can get, thank you very much. Sure, I have my own beliefs and things I would willingly accept oblivion for. But, if those aren’t on the table, I’m gonna keep on existing as long as I can. It’s one of the few things I’m pretty good at.