The Meaning of Life

A philosophy professor writes:

“I assume you’re here for The Meaning of Life?” I asked on the first day of classes a few falls ago.

Sixteen heads bobbed over a regiment of crisp new notebooks and pens cocked for action.

“That phrase is a bit misleading,” I said. “When most people hear it, they think of large-scale questions like ‘What does it all mean?,’ ‘Why are we here?,’ ‘Why is there something rather than nothing?’ The assumption is that there’s some deep order built into the universe that we might uncover and comprehend.”

https://thepointmag.com/examined-life/the-meaning-of-life/

All you do is post links and cut and pastes of other people's words
 
There is no meaning. We are here to reproduce. Life means what you make it mean. When it's over, that's it.
 
Sounds boring. Why bother living?

It's not boring at all for me, actually. I've accepted that this is my crack at life. Nothing waits at the end. I didn't exist a hundred years ago, I won't exist a hundred years from now. I'm cool with that. Carpe Diem.
 
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