1. There is something unsettling about our existence, perhaps it is caused by the fact that we have consciousness and are able to communicate it, or perhaps it is because we consider ourselves to be the only sentient beings on this planet. There are those of us who accept the non-answers for this question and go on our merry way, believing in this new (albeit false) principle for our lives, and then there are those who know that it must strike a chord in us to be true. Maybe those who accepted the non-answers had that experience, too, and prove silently that such a criteria is an inappropriate measurement for this question. Life's Meaning is simply an ordering principle which does nothing more than give us a sense of direction by showing us where we are.
2. Work, work, work! Perpetuating the species is neither a sensical nor nonsensical thing to do. It's the genetic purpose of living beings. Even plants do it. The purpose of procreation (i.e., the meaning of Life) is an individual effort, almost a competitive struggle. "I procreate so that my progeny can outnumber the other guy's progeny." That's what procreation is all about. Life itself and the fact that we have brains is merely something to pass the time inbetween children. Gee, that's kinda depressing. I'm glad I disagree with it.
3. Godzilla doesn't have any religion. Should I be afraid of you? There is a tiny little earthworm crawling up out of the drain in my bathtub swirling around in the ceramic basin, squirming in the light with all the stinging soap-stains, and I look down at it and wonder, "What is the point of your life? You're not Godzilla. I'm not afraid of you! You're nothing but a little worm!" Contradiction: No Religion, but "life is so godless." Oh, I get it. You're a paradox!
4. If you can say "Cogito ergo Sum," a predatory carnivore will be tempted to eat you!
5. Yet another in the continuing struggle of the 42-ish quandary of conundrums! Is it time for yet another visit to the bookstore for yet another copy of that amazing technological invention (The Electronic Book-like device which has a huge yellow smiley face on it that calmly advises each reader, "Don't Panic!"? Yes, the supposedly science-fiction notion of a paperless book in a portable electronic format is in fact a reality now. Does this constitute an existential crisis for Reality? What happens when the realm of science fiction becomes real objects readily available on the market? When Sci-Fi becomes reality?
6. Misconstrued. Most people who ask for the "Meaning" of Life are actually seeking an Answer to their sense of lacking purpose, and they want to be told what the purpose or intent of life is. Life has no meaning, inasmuch as an empty glass has no meaning. The glass only has meaning when you fill it halfway, because then you have done something incompletely, and have therefore failed. Or, on the other hand, perhaps you had filled the glass completely but only drank it halfway down, in which case you have still failed at something. There will always be somebody in your life who has been given the authority to convince you that your life is incomplete and therefore needs to be explained, explored or repaired. Whether this be an intentional discourse or a mere assessment on your part, it is still an intrusion against the "self," and this causes weakness in your self-esteem, gives rise to fears of an impending Identity Crisis. You're too established in your ways to have Identity Crises, and you don't understand the thoughts that arise from an Existential Crisis, so you run around inside your head, wondering what the meaning of Life could possibly be. It cannot be what you used to think, because if it were true, you wouldn't be doubting it, would you?
7. The dogs roam the streets in a cantankerous herd, packing like gerbils and swarming like birds, bellowing like vain breezes in trees, a soundless howl against the icy winds of Winter in a midwestern cornfield, and looking for strange lights in the skies (while we enjoy a peaceful reverie noticing the shape of Orion's bow and arrow), and yet we toil in the soil mining for gold as we age mercilessly wailing at the waning of our lives.
8. We exist because we are here, and our sense of duty is determined by society. In an existentialist view, our meaning / purpose / value in Life is merely living it. Sometimes people recite the blind optimism that Life is a gift that should be cherished, but when you go to bed alone and stare at the ceiling, you get pretty saddened when you have to disagree and say that "It just is." Sometimes people spout the famous aphorisms, unhelpfully, "Go where you're most needed when you're most needed." and "Help others, join a charity, etc." Others will spew contempt at you for posting a question which could conceivably be searched in the Y!A Indexes, but sometimes the point of posting the question yourself is the magic of having somebody talking directly to you.
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