Here's what I think of "Life"!

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It is a ridiculous journey exemplified by the flexing of an imperfect thought process that attempts to create meaning where there is none. We have evolved to the point of exhaustion, whereas the only viable solution in improving standards is modifying current ideology and technology in a vain and desperate effort to gaze down below from the top of the mountain only to realize later that this mountain was merely a step into a higher precipice.

Yet here I am attempting to create a cohesive, pseudo intelligent talking point knowing well that the frog has eaten its last gumdrop and the candy cane has crawled back into its wrapper because tomorrow Mrs. Poppington will be coming 'round with her two lovely dogs with smiles as wide as a Sunday afternoon.

And I will post this knowing full well my madness, as it may one day become your own.

Embrace the meaning and think nothing of it. There is no thought in your mind that hasn't been thought of before.

No one has awareness and no one has an inkling in their pee. I'm struggling to force my mind into creating a euphoria of images that will make me smile and nod, "Yes, now I truly do see the forest, and it smells of movie references and the references of references, kindly referenced in referred legends and campfire stories."

Drink, be merry!

Curse, be miserable!

Do what you want and prevent yourself from doing it because of what others might think of you!

They are who you are, your perception has created an entire world, and everyone is the backdrop for your story, which has already been told.

Which will continue to be told.

Which is being told.

Which has become bold.

But shall I italicize to imbue this message with hidden meaning or are you finished with this sordid thread and my position high upon a lofty throne as I look up at your throne and wonder who will topple first?

Wait just a moment there!

Have you read every SINGLE OUNCE OF WORD IN THIS THREAD?!

Are you just browsing?!

Did you expect something else?!

Are you trying to divulge meaning or have you begun to realize that your time was well spent in having been taken away?

This is what life is.

This is what you experience.

Original Poster's aside:

"It would appear I attempted to concoct a thread that would present my views on Life at large in an abstract and relatively absurd manner, and as I coaxed my mind into churning out something that vaguely resembled meaning it one upped me by presenting no meaning in what I had hoped would portray meaninglessness in a positive light. Furthermore I did consider not posting this thread out of the potential shame I would incur until I quickly realized that this would go against what meaninglessness truly is, that is, if caring doesn't mean, then mean doesn't care, and suddenly I am finding myself in another rambling mess as my mind refuses to cooperate.

In the end I am actually self-serving myself because I would find amusement out of someone posting anything of value just so I could appreciate how worthless it is, due to the post's worthlessness magnifying the worthlessness of this thread and thus creating a vortex of thought escaping, yet oddly intriguing circumstances.

It is currently duly noted by the original poster that he has dug himself into a hole and rather than not fall into it, I press "submit" and hope to fall into a bed of marshmallows."

I like Cinnamon Life best.

Many an aborigine's mistaken for a tree, till you near him on the motorway.

Life is better for me now, than it was a year ago. A lot better.

While I do appreciate the input, due to this thread now becoming a discussion on the life and times of 20th century Visigoths, I've yet to see your reply on what you think a new york style cheesecake represents.

It represents heaven. Or maybe I just like cheesecake way too much.

It represents hell. Or maybe I'm just too lactose intolerant.

Nietzsche and Kafka have probably said it best, now to go off and find some quotes from them to add here :/

maybe I wont, because it is meaningless, just like life itself.

You silly man, you!

How can you show meaningless it is meaningless if you don't hold up a mirror to it's nonexistent face and say "Ha! I've finally found that I...have a limited life span and I've spent an entire lifetime doing something I found enjoyable/miserable but was still tortured/enlightened by the burden of an emotionally wired mind complex."

But damn it, those people are on Wikipedia today!

Let's agree to disagree

(I'm kidding. But I just couldn't resist.)

To actually peruse it would be it's antithesis, because what is life but a fleeting glimpse from one abyss to another.

I never read every word of anything; it's just too much work. I have Asperger's remember? I'm only interested in reading what I write... or something about Iceland, or Medieval Europe... and occassionally Liars or Astronomy is nice too.

I don't believe that life has meaning. That doesn't bother me or make me feel depressive. I don't know why so many people need to feel that life has meaning. I'm enjoying life just fine without the need for some sort of higher purpose.

Dali Lama says the purpose of life is to try to have fun.
Mountains should have nice beaches like the ocean.

The meaning of life is:

"To see your enemies driven before you and, to hear the lamentation of the women."

correct, my point exactly.

and if there is a meaning of any kind, the answer is undeniably 42.