I’m not depressed (at the moment, well maybe a little), just feeling philosophical.
Edit: the idea of this came to me because I was pondering why people fight so hard to beat diseases and live a few more years. What are they planning to do? Why exert effort just to be here longer when you don’t have a reason?
Just why?
Well, if you’re feeling philosophical I think you’d first need to address your presupposition that life has or is meant to have any meaning whatsoever.
Like, according to who? And how did they determine that? Would you be sad if it turns out there isn’t any underlying meaning?
Absurdism - How to Party At the End of Meaning
I very much love exurb1a but I think I particularly love this one most of all.
“Why am I here” is the question that precedes “Why is ANYTHING here?!”, and I think that to answer both (or even consider them as valid questions, as you pointed out!) with any degree of ‘objectivity’ (because if not you can always just go with “it’s whatever you want the answer to be!”) you’re gonna need to go through that external uncreated intelligence…Y’all know where I’m going with this. 😅
The questions “why am I here” or “why is anything here” are irrelevant. They are also unanswerable, you might as well ask “why is green seven?” And adding a supernatural deity into the mix won’t help either, because then you need to ask “who created Zeus?” And “why is Zeus here?” - it doesn’t answer the (irrelevant) question, it only adds a layer of complexity.
You mean “who created Odin” and “why is Odin” here ofc.
They’ve been asked since we started thinking BIGLY until today, so they don’t seem that “irrelevant”… 😉