Ask Lemmy

I keep living at this point simply because God wants me alive. If He didn't, He would have killed me by now. When I was in a really dark place (I'm doing better now), I realised that killing myself was pointless, because if it was my time to die, God would take me from this life regardless. So God must still have a plan and uses for me and thus, I should still be alive, and that's meaning enough for the fact that my body continues to operate.

I'm no well read philosopher, but the idea that life has a meaning is repulsive to me. It implies that there is a correct state of affairs, and introduces the possibility that you've done something wrong, that you failed to fulfill some purpose. Nuts to that, there are no wrong choices, besides the obvious ones like murder and not brushing your teeth

Meaning is something imposed on reality by consciousness, not something necessarily inherent to existence itself. I am here because here is where I am. What that means to me is that I should have a good time while the opportunity persists because all evidence seems to insist that the chance will not last forever.

So, eat. Be merry. Protect that which moves me and those who can not protect themselves. Help others to do the same. That's the meaning of life to me.

Two phrases I like for this:

There isn’t the meaning of life, there is your meaning of life. This realistic approach recognizes our constantly shifting values and how radically different it can be per person.

And of course Herbert’s

The mystery of life isn't a problem to be solved, but a reality to experience

By multiplying 21 by 2

This is one of my cats, do you think she's looking for meaning?

Life just... is. Don't look for a deeper meaning. Enjoy what you have.

I'm looking forward to lunch tomorrow

First, great choice in reading (Im a fan of Camus as well).

As for the meaning of life thing...

Thats the neat part. You don't.

Thats why in absurdist fiction like Hitchhikers guide to the Galaxy the answer to life, the universe and everything is 42. Its not supposed to make sense and the universe is under no obligation to do so for you (the books even postulate that the universe does not want anyone to know so if someone figures it out it winks out of existance and replaced itself with something weirder, some scientists think this has happened before).

That goes back to Camus point about the remedies for the bleakness of early-mid 20th century philosophy. He proposed three options, Nhilism, a leap of faith (looking at you Kierkegaard), or absurdism, the last being what the doctor perscribes, but also requires the most effort because you have to find your question to the ultimate answer your self... Or not, who cares. Lets go spend some time by a lake that thinks its a gin & tonic.

You climb the tallest mountain you can find, and you ask the old man sitting there.

Have experiences and respect other life. That's really it.

The Earth created lifeforms that can understand the universe. Even if there are other conditions out there that can create life like that, it's not common. There is unfathomable empty space between planets and their moons. To say nothing of between planets or stars or galaxies.

Good news! You're one of these rare combinations of matter that can understand the universe. In a real way, we are the universe trying to understand itself. Scientists explore it in a deep way, and should be respected for that, but you don't need a PhD to participate. A single celled organism who figured out better ways to swim in its little pool helped the universe understand itself. The first human to taste a strawberry helped the universe understand itself. Have experiences.

There's a lot of other life also participating in this, and they should be respected, too.

It feels like a paradox to me: the meaning of life is to find meaning in life.

There are three ways to look at the meaning of life.

The realistic: the is no meaning of life, no grand idea behind it.

The biological: the meaning of life is to procreate.

The philosophical: The meaning of life is to make the world better than when you arrived.

Since the first two are boring to talk about, I'll skip right to the third, making the world better than it was when you arrived.

In my case, I am an IT guy, I solve other people's problems and enable them to do their job, making their day slightly better.

I am also a hobby photographer, who share photos for free on the internet, people seem to like them so I have made their day slightly better as well.

Perhaps I can make your day slightly better by linking my Pixelfed: https://metapixl.com/Stoy

For me “it’s complicated”. I live with passive suicidal ideation on a daily basis. Some days are better than others, but generally speaking I don’t want to actually kill myself. However, the idea of being dead does not bother me as it ought other people.

That being said, I do stick around especially for my two sons. I could not bring myself to not be a part of their lives; especially right now as they are 12 and 10. I don’t want to rob them of their father, and I do want to see them through to when they have a life of their own and have their own family (whatever that may look like for them).

As for meaning in life: ultimately everything we do is only for the living. When I die, my life only matters to the people whom I was closest (my kids). Beyond that, who cares right? I have no delusions that I’ll be remembered by anyone else.

But I do have other things I’d like to achieve: find another love of my life, travel the world more, complete as much of my bucket list as possible (e.g. skydiving, bungee jumping, scuba diving, etc).

Life is what you make it. You get one life so make it count in some way. I ain't the boss of you, you decide what that is, just do something.

I like to learn and grow. I've settled into a good career and a family so now I'm thinking about projects I can take on. And I'll see where those take me.

Meanwhile, try to live a life that gets celebrated when you're gone.

I'm going to throw a trigger warning on this next part just in case:

When I was young, raised religious, there was an intense focus on finding purpose in life, almost as if there is no value to life itself without some end goal.

After leaving religion and superstition behind everything that is left is remarkable, fascinating, and beautiful. There's no need for life to have a purpose, a sunset doesn't need to clock in to work, a rock doesn't have an active role to perform but it's still fine for it to exist, us too.

I used to wish there was done grander purpose, but have you ever considered where that ends? Say you do have an ultimate purpose on earth, to collect all the smeeshmups, you do it and then what? Say your purpose is to be a good little Christian person and go to heaven, then what? Glorify some monkey with an anus for eternity because he agreed you did a good job? Yikes

I don't think life has any kind of inherent meaning; it simply arose from random physical processes when the conditions were right and took off from there. I keep living mostly because it's kind of the default, and because I don't want to hurt others with my death.

I ask myself this simple question: Are you making things better? I find meaning in helping others, and this is my guiding principle. I hope that when my time comes, I can say that I did make things better, that I did help others.

About 20 years ago, I was walking through a city centre with a friend, on the way to catch a train. A couple of Mormons tried to stop us, asking, "Have you ever thought about the purpose of life?"

Barely breaking stride, I shouted out, "Hot sweaty man sex!"

I don't consider that to be the purpose of life^1^, but remembering the look on their faces helps keep me grounded whenever I'm inclined to consider questions that cannot be answered.

That said, my resolution to the conflict between free will and determinism is to assume assume that 'truth' operates on a principle of equivalence. That's to say, if two models generate the equivalent outcomes, they are equivalently 'true'. The universe we observe could have deterministic rules that give rise to the same observable outcomes as one in which we have absolute free will, in which case the two models are equivalent. It would make no sense to endow one with a greater truth than the other.

That's a slightly difference definition of 'truth' than is commonly accepted, but it works for me.

^1^: It's just a nice bonus.

I think one of the best phrases I've heard from the atheist community is "Do No Harm". Very similarly, the Golden Rule, which almost every civilization has a version of, says "Do to others that which you would have them do to you". Beyond that, there are no rules one must abide by. If you would wish others to stand up for you when you cannot, then do so for them. If you wish that people would help you when you are in need, do so to them.

Ultimately, you create your own meaning from the little things you find joy in and if you follow the Golden Rule then you can help others do the same.

I did this kind of self-exploration at one point. I used to find all my meaning through work, which I later realized was leaving me feeling unfulfilled. So I lowered my professional ambitions in favor of focusing on the relationships I had with close friends and family.

Then I changed genders. And then those relationships got completely fucked up. And now I feel like I have nothing left to live for.

So I guess if you're looking for meaning, my advice would be to pick something that doesn't depend on other people.

Yeah, I mean, ultimately meaning in life is what you make of it and the ideals you believe in. That varies from person to person. For me, it's those nights I can go outside and look at the dark night sky with a sea of light from other worlds, dream about going to them, and remembering how small our world is, and how much beauty there is in the universe beyond our own homes and lives. But, it's not that for everyone, sometimes it's the small stuff, a nice hot bath, or a really great cup of tea, or just going out in the sunshine on a cool crisp morning.

Ultimately, there isnt a right answer to this question. But I think it gets at the heart of it just by asking the question, life is what you make out of it.

I don't think there is meaning. I've never read Camus or Sartre and don't really know what determinism is (quick read on Wikipedia, I think I agree with it?), but

I keep living because it makes me feel good for the most part, and because the thought of dying makes me feel bad for the most part.

This is it. You die and you are gone, gone, gone. Make every day count and don’t waste time bargaining with an imaginary god for a preferred place in her cinematic universe.

It’s not grim. It’s extremely freeing. ‘Now’ is all there is.

shrug

Foods pretty good, lot of things i haven't tried yet to look forward to. I like hearing/reading/seeing new stories, too.

I'm not sure if believe in a "meaning" to life, but I'm here for a good time. I'm married (2nd time) with 3 kids. I work to support us and pay the bills. But why do I keep living? Why not kill myself in leiu having a cup of coffee? Because death is inevitable and if it's going to happen anyway, I can use the brief time here to experience all that I can.

I figure the Universe is going to go on with or without me and there's not a thing I can do to change anything. But I'm not here to change the Universe, I'm here so it can change me. I'm a bird soaring through an infinite void with a brief passing through a bright window. Why not appreciate the view while it lasts? And if I can, why not try to make anyone's else's brief time out of the void a good time too? Life is absurd, existence is chaos, and it's all just funny as absolute shit.

I think really, there's no reason for anything but ice cream is good, hikes in the woods are rad, hanging out with pets and friends is joy. Why stop doing that just because nothing matters?

What do you keep living for?

I want to see what happens in the future.

Is there a specific person, goal, or idea that you work for?

My primary goal is to retire and not have to work anymore.

Is there no meaning to life in your opinion?

There is no external meaning. People can provide their own meaning.

Zoom in. I don't care much for the troubles in the world. I vote, but that's that. I care for my family and friends and for my personal development. In that order. Lately it's been mostly the latter. That is all right for a while, but eventually I'll have to put things back in the right order.

Honest to god, the most tangible and practical definition that I've gotten to, so far, is that meaning comes about, when you strive to do good. Simple as that. Sure, there are a lot of ways to do 'that' in the world, but it should all work to some degree.

Strive to make the world better and to do good.

Meaning: try to do no harm, give love where I can, and hopefully leave the world a little better where I touched upon.

Why I keep living (bit of a TW):

Also experiencing video games.

Isn't the idea of a meaning of life irrelevant if you believe that the universe is deterministic?