The Meaning of Life?

[Acefirebird]

Hello,
I wanted to create a post to get players opinions on what the meaning/goal/purpose of life is to them. Obviously everyone has different opinions on this, so I'd be interesting to see peoples thoughts since this games player base is relatively diverse. This is something I've thought about my whole life and it's a simple but hard question. My hope is that this thread will develop into a cancerous blob of text walls that has nothing to do with the actual game and consumes the entire forum and then continues to spread to other forums; eventually choking the entire internet.

I'll start:
I believe that there is no meaning beyond that which humans create. Meaning is a biological tool and does not exist outside of our minds.

[Burinn]

The meaning of life is posting thought provoking comments on the internet.

[DDDsDD999]

Dank memes

[jordancoles]

Well the purpose is to keep life going... Having families and raising children who will then go on to have families and children

As for the meaning I don't think that there really is one.
To enjoy your time spent while alive and maybe to leave the world a better place for when you're not here anymore (to go along with the purpose)

[DaniAngione]

I don't know where to start but we'll eventually agree that "42" is a good enough answer.

[spavaloo]

Meaning? None.

Purpose? Constructing the Machine.

[slipper]

It will be agreed that, however they came there, concrete, individual, determinate things do now exist: things like flamingoes, German generals, lovers, sandwiches, pineapples, comets and kangaroos. These are not mere principles or generalities or theorems, but things—facts—real, resistant existences. One might even say opaque existences, in the sense that each contains something which our intelligence cannot completely digest. In so far as they illustrate general laws it can digest them: but then they are never mere illustrations. Above and beyond that there is in each of them the ‘opaque’ brute fact of existence, the fact that it is actually there and is itself. Now this opaque fact, this concreteness, is not in the least accounted for by the laws of Nature or even by the laws of thought. Every law can be reduced to the form ‘If A, then B.’ Laws give us only a universe of ‘Ifs and Ands’: not this universe which actually exists. What we know through laws and general principles is a series of connections. But in order for there to be a real universe the connections must be given something to connect; a torrent of opaque actualities must be fed into the pattern. If God created the world, then He is precisely the source of this torrent, and it alone gives our truest principles anything to be true about. But if God is the ultimate source of all concrete, individual things and events, then God Himself must be concrete, and individual in the highest degree. Unless the origin of all other things were itself concrete and individual, nothing else could be so; for there is no conceivable means whereby what is abstract or general could itself produce concrete reality. Bookkeeping, continued to all eternity, could never produce one farthing. Metre, of itself, could never produce a poem. Bookkeeping needs something else (namely, real money put into the account) and metre needs something else (real words, fed into it by a poet) before any income or any poem can exist. If anything is to exist at all, then the Original Thing must be, not a principle nor a generality, much less an ‘ideal’ or a ‘value,’ but an utterly concrete fact.

[Ysh]

Meaning of Life

Get psycho, I wanna get psycho
Get psycho, I wanna wanna wanna wanna, I wanna get psycho

Run you little bitch
I want your power glowing, juicy flowing, red hot, meaning of life
It's not enough to have a little taste
I want the whole damn thing now
Can you dig it?

Need to get psycho
Wanna hear you say it
Say, you want it, need it
Don't wanna wait until we finish the show
It's not enough, you hunger for more
You're one twisted little fuck
And now you wanna get psycho with me

Give in, give in, decide, give in,
Give in, give in, decide, give in,
Give in, give in, decide, give in,
Give in, give in, decide, give in

Get psycho, I wanna get psycho
Get psycho, I wanna wanna wanna wanna, I wanna get psycho

Scratch my itch
Give me your power glowing, juicy flowing red hot, meaning of life
It's not enough to have a little piece
I want the whole damn thing now
Can you dig it?

Need to get psycho
Wanna hear you scream
Tell me to take you, scare you, fuck you
After we finish the show
It's not enough, you listening whore?
You're one twisted little fuck
And now you wanna get psycho with me

Give in, give in, decide, give in,
Give in, give in, decide, give in,
Give in, give in, decide, give in,
Give in, give in, decide, give in

I can feel the blood, flowing through my veins
Spilling on my soul
And now the hunger's getting bigger
Come a little closer now pretentious whore and pull my trigger
Free the violence that is building in me
I say now end of the ride, murder suicide
Is how I've been feelin' lately
Come a little closer my pretentious whore I'm living with a feeling that I can't ignore
Come a little closer my pretentious whore I'm living with a feeling that I can't ignore
Come a little closer my pretentious whore I'm living with a feeling that I can't ignore
And the need to get psycho is not a question to me

Get, get, get, get, get psycho
Get, get, get, I wanna get psycho
Get, get, get, get, get psycho
Get, get, get I wanna, wanna, wanna

Get psycho (psycho)
Get, get, get, I wanna get psycho (psycho)
Get, get, get, get, get psycho (psycho)
Get, get, get I wanna get psycho
Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna

[Smoopadoop]

I mean, if we wanna get really deep and edgy, all life was a cosmic mistake that just so happened to come together.

So, there is no purpose. Hell, even "purpose" itself is a construct of how humans think. But that doesn't mean there's nothing to do in life other than cry and die.
Obviously, the "best" thing we can do, is just enjoy life. Do you very best to be your very happiest. You can pursue that in any way you want. But, to cut all the deep edgy shit out of that statement, just do what you were already doing. Keep living life how you were. Because you already WERE doing your best. We always are, I think. Or something like that. I don't know I'm just rambling Dave Strider-esque nonsensical walls of text, loosely based off a thought that might be rattling around in the empty cavity I call my brainhole.

Then there's also the evolutionary """purpose""" (using the construct I talked about before), which is to prolong the human race as long as we can.



There we have it folks. Have fun and fuck lots. Its the meaning of life.

[LadyV]

The meaning of life...whatever you make of it.