like is there even a point to happiness? you live. you love, you form bonds. friends, family, romance. are these things just responses to the dark truth that one day there will come a point for each and every one of us where it will have all been for nothing? when we cease to exist and everything we were is made moot by the flight of life? is that why we form a reliance on hope and joy? are they just a neurological imperative to keep the void at bay?
Wellll....if you want a serious answer, I would say....if those things don't have meaning, then what does? What else is there? Maybe if you're religious you'd have some additional answers, but if not then, yeah.
those things have whatever meaning you decide they have. it's great! seriously, i consider myself a sort of cheerful nihilist. freed from the idea of an external deity and the thought that life has an objective meaning or purpose there's no pressure to live a certain way and much less worrying that i might somehow screw it all up. i find it frees you to live and enjoy the moment, and when you're going through hard times it's reassuring to remind yourself that it doesn't ultimately mean anything.
Exactly! That's what I try to communicate too, but people think I need to lighten up. What they don't get is that I'm already light. Accepting life's pointlessness, and embracing it, is the ultimate freedom. “There was a water-drop, it joined the sea, A speck of dust, it was fused with earth; what of your entering and leaving this world? A fly appeared, and disappeared.”
