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You know, when you really think about it, nothing matters. At least not in the way we like to believe it does. We spend our lives chasing goals, worrying about what others think, and stressing over things that, in the grand scheme of things, are just... irrelevant. I mean, consider this: we're on a tiny planet floating in an unfathomably huge universe, which has been around for billions of years and will continue for billions more. Anything we do—every achievement, every failure, every emotion—is just a blip on a cosmic scale that won't even register.
We’re taught that certain things are important—getting good grades, landing the right job, making enough money, building a perfect life. But why? Who decides what actually matters? Society? Culture? It's all subjective. What’s meaningful to one person could be completely meaningless to another. So why do we act like there's this objective truth about what’s worth caring about? The reality is, most of what we stress over is temporary. Your reputation? That fades. The people you impress? They won’t even remember you in a few decades. Even your biggest successes will eventually be forgotten as time marches on.
When you strip everything down, life is just a series of random events. There’s no cosmic script telling us what’s supposed to happen or why it happens. Suffering, joy, love, heartbreak—these things come and go without any higher reason behind them. So if there’s no inherent meaning guiding anything, then what’s the point of placing so much value on anything at all?
The truth is, we impose meaning onto life because it makes us feel better. We cling to goals and relationships and ideals because it gives us a sense of purpose, a sense of control in a chaotic, indifferent universe. But if you let go of that need to find meaning in everything, you can start to see life for what it really is: a random, fleeting experience that’s ultimately insignificant in the big picture. And maybe that’s freeing. Because if nothing matters, then you’re not bound by anyone’s rules or expectations. You can just live without the weight of trying to make every moment count.
Nothing matters—and that can actually be a relief. You don’t have to worry about “getting it right” or making the perfect choices. At the end of the day, none of it really makes a difference, so why not just do whatever feels right in the moment? You can just exist, without the pressure of searching for meaning where there might not be any.
We will all die anyways
We’re taught that certain things are important—getting good grades, landing the right job, making enough money, building a perfect life. But why? Who decides what actually matters? Society? Culture? It's all subjective. What’s meaningful to one person could be completely meaningless to another. So why do we act like there's this objective truth about what’s worth caring about? The reality is, most of what we stress over is temporary. Your reputation? That fades. The people you impress? They won’t even remember you in a few decades. Even your biggest successes will eventually be forgotten as time marches on.
When you strip everything down, life is just a series of random events. There’s no cosmic script telling us what’s supposed to happen or why it happens. Suffering, joy, love, heartbreak—these things come and go without any higher reason behind them. So if there’s no inherent meaning guiding anything, then what’s the point of placing so much value on anything at all?
The truth is, we impose meaning onto life because it makes us feel better. We cling to goals and relationships and ideals because it gives us a sense of purpose, a sense of control in a chaotic, indifferent universe. But if you let go of that need to find meaning in everything, you can start to see life for what it really is: a random, fleeting experience that’s ultimately insignificant in the big picture. And maybe that’s freeing. Because if nothing matters, then you’re not bound by anyone’s rules or expectations. You can just live without the weight of trying to make every moment count.
Nothing matters—and that can actually be a relief. You don’t have to worry about “getting it right” or making the perfect choices. At the end of the day, none of it really makes a difference, so why not just do whatever feels right in the moment? You can just exist, without the pressure of searching for meaning where there might not be any.
We will all die anyways
