Human existence is in itself meaningless. The universe is an unfathomable algorithm of chaos with no God and thus the search for meaning is futile itself. But we are funny things. Hope is what gives us the drive for such a fruitless pursuit. Constantly trying to find meaning when there is none. Finding virtue in nature and mirroring an ethic in how we carry on about our being...so that we can in fact carry on.
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