Life is Meaningless
Wednesday, June 27th, 2007For something to have meaning there must be an intelligence behind whatever the thing is that decides what it is and what its purpose is.
Since life is merely the result of matter and energy coming together randomly in just the right combinations, at just the right time (a coincidence) and not the result of some god, life has no intelligence behind it and can’t have any meaning.
Some people would see not being born with a meaning as quite freeing. They can decide what the purpose of their life is for themselves, but ultimately whatever reason their life had will be lost when they die and all memory of their lives is lost.
Bloodlines die out, history books crumble to dust and eventually the universe itself will end due to entropy. Everybody’s accomplishments will be erased, so there can’t be any point in doing anything in the first place.
And that’s why I’m not getting my lazy ass off the couch for the rest of the summer.
