We long to be here for a purpose, even though, despite much self-deception, none is evident.
The significance of our lives and our fragile planet is then determined only by our own wisdom and courage. We are the custodians of life’s meaning.
If we crave some cosmic purpose, then let us find ourselves a worthy goal.
-Carl Sagan
Reproduction is what my seventh grade science teacher told us.
What was he doing with you at the time?
Teaching us about human anatomy.
…Ew.
Yeah I know my schools sucks and my high school has a really bad reputation right now because of some dude who dyed their hair orange. Anyways MY opinion is that it is to enjoy your life and do good to society.
Happiness. Wish someone told me sooner, now it seems too abstract for me to grasp hold of.
Become a one mind, all the mankind and rule the universe, surfing in stars and black holes and shit.
Human life, and in fact all life is completely insignificant in terms of the universe, however it doesn’t mean each life is without purpose.
That purpose is simply for the species and life to procreate and continue it’s genome. If this wasn’t the case life would never have evolved and continued.
Every living things fights for survival for only one purpose, to procreate and continue it’s species. That, therefore, is the meaning of life.
Life (as in ‘every living thing in the universe as a whole’) has no meaning.
One can put a meaning in his/her life, if he/she really wants to.
Ooh, ooh, pick that one! Pick that one!!! ^
In some traditions, Tiki is the penis of Tāne
<3
Your DNA created you, and you are your DNA, thus you created you (though not through any decision of your own.) Your parents DNA created your DNA, and their parents DNA created theirs, and other prehistoric species had babies that evolved to create humans, et cetera. Sea-sponges, and primates, and eventually people had to fuck each other for millions of years to create you. Stars had to explode to create the matter you are made out of. Millions of animals had to be slaughtered and fed upon to create your ancestor’s bodies, out of which you eventually happened into existence.
The meaning of life? To put some serious thought into these strange happenings. Or perhaps nothing at all.
The meaning of life:
To enjoy the things you enjoy, take in the beautiful earth, and experience happy moments throughout the days.
- without work and normal crap.