Some musings on the meaning of life

f**k THE WORLD

Life has no meaning

 

Stay safe, man. Don't go there

 

:-(

 

Then f'ing create it, Moatsy. *BURP*

 

No meaning other than what you create. However, this exists:

 

The ideas spewed out by existentialists are also meaningless.

 

Thom Yorke, not a great philosopher by any stretch, said the meaning of life is to engage in heart dealt communication with others. I like that thought.

On an unrelated note, I am so sick of bloody pandas. I mean, do you know how small there penises are and how little interest they have in sex? It's like they want to die out. They do look cute though.

 

At this point I see two logical paths to explain your childish actions:

1. You are severely disturbed on some hard physical level which we will not be able to solve until we have 23rd century medical science.
   
2. You have arrested social development and feed on the attention and pity that strangers may give you through text on the internet.

Given my lack of experience with the 1st type (and the rarity of true hard psychopathy in our society), I am more inclined to believe the 2nd. In which case I believe the moderator team should start considering a perma-permaban for you.

** Of course the 3rd option is that you are a 9th dimensional meta-troll who has finally broken through our simulated reality and attempting to communicate to us that the machines are set on terminating our universe soon. It might be more prudent to treat you under this assumption, rather than feed your disingenuous cries for help.