Here is Serena's question from the "Typing Feels Good" thread:
If you're looking for something worth saying, how about having a gander at the age-old question: What the hell IS the meaning of life?:)
Considering I am a person who sees infinite possibilities on how to get from point A to point B, this could be the most rambling post of my short blogging career. I mean the meaning of life? Wouldn't 42 just about cover that? Or how about that bumper sticker I saw in 1990 in Buffalo,NY at a Deadshow that simply said: "The Meaning of Life is to Give Life Meaning". Would that take care of life's lack of a real meaning?
Yes, you read that correctly- life has no meaning. None! No purpose or plan or rhyme or reason. Life is a blank slate that is a gift and a curse that each of us must define and assign a value to. Each life we live is certainly a step in some great journey no doubt, but the journeyman has no clue where he is going. He is just wandering about and smelling the flowers.
The common belief is that we are here to continue life; to reproduce and ensure our species existence, but that is rather shallow and short sighted to me. We exist only to continue existing? No wonder these people cling to ancient and archaic beliefs of invisible father-figures in the clouds.
If there is an invisible father-figure in the clouds then we are here only to provide entertainment to him. It is possible that each of us are a different show the invisible father-figure tunes into from time to time. Death is being canceled and reincarnation is being renewed. Reproducing is simply syndicating and spin-off shows. Omnipotence must be so boring.
Personally, I am still not yet convinced any of you really exist outside my warped mind and I realize talking to myself is a sign of insanity so I decline to answer the question on the grounds in may incriminate me.