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Is there any meaning to this life?
I keep asking myself this question over and over, especially when everything around feels so empty and meaningless. We search for answers, hoping to find something that gives our days purpose, but the more I think about it, the clearer it becomes — there is no universal meaning.
All those stories about destiny, a higher mission, some grand plan — they’re just tales people tell themselves to avoid facing the harsh truth.
And the truth is much simpler and far harsher.
We are animals. Not in the sense that we’re just beasts, but on the most fundamental, biological level — we are part of nature, and shows no mercy. It doesn’t care about our dreams or ideals.
The only thing that truly matters to nature is the continuation of the species. It’s a meaning built into our genetics, one we can’t escape.
Passing on our genes — that’s the real meaning of life. Everything else is just attempts to fill the void and comfort ourselves so we don’t feel useless.
And here’s the cruelest part: if you can’t do this, if your genetics don’t meet the criteria nature demands — if you were born short, with weak facial bones, without the traits that make you attractive to the opposite sex — then your life, from life’s own perspective, is meaningless.
These aren’t just words — this is cold, merciless reality.
You might try to find meaning in art, science, love, or friendship, and there’s nothing wrong with that. But deep down, you know — none of it changes the biological fact.
Nature doesn’t complain or judge, it simply acts. And if you leave no offspring, then you’re a temporary glitch in its system.
It’s painful and scary to admit. Sometimes it feels like the whole world is against you, like there’s no way out or hope.
But accepting this truth means gaining freedom. Freedom to stop fighting what can’t be changed. Freedom to stop wasting energy
And in this harsh acceptance, you can find your truth — your honesty with yourself.
Living without illusions means no longer fearing the truth. And in that freedom, there is at least some meaning — even if it’s bitter.
Because otherwise, all that’s left is running away from yourself.
As Friedrich Nietzsche said:
"He who has a why to live can bear almost any how."
I keep asking myself this question over and over, especially when everything around feels so empty and meaningless. We search for answers, hoping to find something that gives our days purpose, but the more I think about it, the clearer it becomes — there is no universal meaning.
All those stories about destiny, a higher mission, some grand plan — they’re just tales people tell themselves to avoid facing the harsh truth.
And the truth is much simpler and far harsher.
We are animals. Not in the sense that we’re just beasts, but on the most fundamental, biological level — we are part of nature, and shows no mercy. It doesn’t care about our dreams or ideals.
The only thing that truly matters to nature is the continuation of the species. It’s a meaning built into our genetics, one we can’t escape.
Passing on our genes — that’s the real meaning of life. Everything else is just attempts to fill the void and comfort ourselves so we don’t feel useless.
And here’s the cruelest part: if you can’t do this, if your genetics don’t meet the criteria nature demands — if you were born short, with weak facial bones, without the traits that make you attractive to the opposite sex — then your life, from life’s own perspective, is meaningless.
These aren’t just words — this is cold, merciless reality.
You might try to find meaning in art, science, love, or friendship, and there’s nothing wrong with that. But deep down, you know — none of it changes the biological fact.
Nature doesn’t complain or judge, it simply acts. And if you leave no offspring, then you’re a temporary glitch in its system.
It’s painful and scary to admit. Sometimes it feels like the whole world is against you, like there’s no way out or hope.
But accepting this truth means gaining freedom. Freedom to stop fighting what can’t be changed. Freedom to stop wasting energy
And in this harsh acceptance, you can find your truth — your honesty with yourself.
Living without illusions means no longer fearing the truth. And in that freedom, there is at least some meaning — even if it’s bitter.
Because otherwise, all that’s left is running away from yourself.
As Friedrich Nietzsche said:
"He who has a why to live can bear almost any how."
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