So sad, so many empty people here on earth.

I don't think there is any meaning at all. There are some beautiful moments and mostly a lot of sadness. Nature is beautiful, animals are amazing. Humans are hard.

suzu wrote:42

+1.

Also...

Don't Panic

Anonymous wrote:There is no meaning or purpose.

Not sure why people think "love" is a purpose. It's something humans are programmed to do in order to survive. Human bonding evolved to keep us alive. It's not some otherworldly purpose. I guess you could decide what to do with your life, but outside of you, nobody cares or shares your purpose.

Love is your choice and it helps you to live life in a happy and productive way. Part of love is gratitude. Part of love is making the world a better place. Part of love is being of service to others. Part of love is to not be selfish. Part of love is also being kind to yourself and others.

There is no meaning or purpose.

Not sure why people think "love" is a purpose. It's something humans are programmed to do in order to survive. Human bonding evolved to keep us alive. It's not some otherworldly purpose. I guess you could decide what to do with your life, but outside of you, nobody cares or shares your purpose.

Family, nature, food, art - the joys of life for me.

It’s creativity. Creating art, music, ideas and this can include babies/family.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Suffering

that is what it feels like sometimes.

No, my whole life.

Stopping the GOP in every way possible.

Self actualization

Anonymous wrote:Isn't the purpose of life at the most basic level reproduction and continuation of the species.

Yes of course it is. And it’s most basic level. This is absolutely the one and only purpose of our lives. But meaning and purpose are two different things.

Experiencing the fullness of human life. That means being present enough to get to feel all of my feelings, and live through all of the experiences that God has planned for me. For me, it’s definitely contained within my children. Getting to be present to raise them and see them grow as part of the meaning of my life. Last night I kissed my youngest son and his little body under his sheets and his clean bedroom was so thankful. the meaning of life is to enjoy and get joy, to find meaning goodness and contribute. I do believe we all come around many times and I’m hoping and praying that things get better next time around for so many people.

Isn't the purpose of life at the most basic level reproduction and continuation of the species.

Beauty in my kids, poetry, nature, and finding work that gives back to causes I care about.

I was going to say nothing.
But I think we are just pawns in some higher power's; game, some of us highly favored, and others not.
Sentient playthings who fool ourselves into believing we have a choice and that any of this matters.