What’s the meaning of life.
How do you describe it.
Mine is everyone is dealt different hands and it doesn’t matter in the none existence end
I can’t answer that without getting religious.
There’s no definitive answer to that question. There’s many meanings. Ask twenty people and you’ll get 20 different answers. The easiest answer is there is no meaning; we live in a random, brutal world and much of life is determined by chance.
Or as John Lennon said, “The world is just a little town, everybody trying to pull their own ground.”
Lennon is ultimately believing in best there,
In reality I see life as self servicing.
Millionaire drives past the homeless thinking I wish someone could help them
Do the best you can in the day you’re in and try to leave things as good as you found them, if not a bit better.
The meaning of life for me is understanding perspectives. We are surrounded by different perspectives, other people have different emotions, different responses, different difficulties and different strengths as well as vastly different experiences. I think you’d be hard pressed to create something that gives such an illusion of similarity while hiding such a vast and varied diversity.
Personally I think that people don’t understand each other nearly enough, not to mention understanding themselves which is even harder. The categories that are used by people to describe each other are totally detached from reality as a result, words like “hard-working” or “loving” are thrown around as if they had any specific meaning about the person, which they don’t, they are used to describe many different emotional arcs which result in them working or acting kind or what have you, they tell jack about the person, they are only descriptors of what to expect from somebody at a very utilitarian level. I want to understand which emotions trigger when, what emotional arcs you rely upon, which ideals each emotion you have subscribes to(because that’s how ideals work, they are specific to the emotion, and the emotion is specific to the person, people don’t have the same ideals and morals when they feel guilty that they do when they feel angry, emotions hide and highlight things, they force you or lead you into a perspective).
I find meaning in understanding these things about myself and about other people. It makes me hopeful for the future in general because I am yet to find a single evil construct anywhere, it’s all bad luck turning good things bad as far as I can see. Generally speaking people resort to evil only when they need it to protect their mental health from some sort of bottomline being crossed, very few people do it because it suits their goals and those that do usually do so because they needed to normalize the behaviour of somebody else in the past, which had some bad carry-over.
Wow that’s pretty intense
As Everybody’s world view is different and by being none condemning or judgemental is the community spirit
My meaning to life is to give more than I take. I have lived an existence of self sacrifice because I would do many things for the people of earth. If there’s some greater purpose than that for me, might it shine its light on me and lead me.
So far I like yours the best,
To enter a room and leave it in a better condition,
The fundamental of all philosophy
Same with me, my reason for living life has a religious theme.
People who abuse animals and kids. Cultures that treat women as pets. There’s no shortage of evil if you’re paying attention.
I think it just depends on the person. And the meaning changes throughout life … at least in my experience. Everything changes
I didn’t say nothing bad happens or is done, I qualified when it happens. People do hurt animals, often because they’ve seen people hurt animals and needed to normalize the behaviour. Eating animals would have been a better argument, I think.
Not really, that’s not evil. It’s an unfortunate necessity. Hopefully some day we will have alternative products that provide the satisfaction and benefits of eating meat, but without the suffering that comes with.
I know but at least it addresses what I said.
Politely agreeing to disagree.
About whether I said what you implied I said I think not. You misunderstood me, we don’t agree to disagree. I apologize if I was rude though.
Politely agreeing to disagree again.
At this point you are literally putting words in my mounth and telling me that we disagree on what they mean, sure enough I am not going through this again, consider yourself muted and ignored going forward, so I can avoid having to deal with this nonsense.
My heart is broken.
Well, no. Not really.