It's funny how we go through this endless search for the meaning of life. And it truly is endless. Because one will never find what does not exist. The truth is life has no meaning, because all of life is just one fortunate accident. Even the fact that we have the brains and consciousness to contemplate it's meaning is pure dumb luck.
Although I suppose from the strictly biological point of view, life does have a purpose. The purpose is to produce offspring and carry on your gene pool. I find it funny that this is all of life's ultimate goal. Kind of makes you wonder what the point is doesn't it?
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