What is the meaning of life? Core question of philosophy which most people wouldn't bother to think about. I just realized that philosophers who actually bother to wonder about existentiality and existence and all that lead really sad and lonely lives. Seriously, think about it, if your life were full of fun and laughter and things to do, would you spend time thinking about why we were born in the first place? Obviously not since you have better things to do than engage in mindless thought.
There are a few kinds of people who wonder about the meaning of life. The first is the depressed person. Depressed, upset and sick of living life day by day without really experiencing much joy, laughter, anger, grief and other feelings, he feels that life is meaningless. He believes that there is no purpose to life and seeks to find out what life is all about besides going through the same old motions everyday. The second type of person is the liar. Which person with half a can of beans for brains would bother wondering about such an abstract question when there's so much shit to do every day?
Fuck.