Yes, of course life is meaningless. What meaning does it have? God gave it meaning? Obvious nonsense, even if God existed how could he give our lives meaning? I mean, suppose God exists, and he looked at Adam and Eve and proclaimed that the meaning of their lives was to be fruitful and multiply and whatever.
How would that make their lives meaningful? Oh, they’re pleasing God. So the fuck what? Who cares whether you please God? I mean, God would, but who died and made him boss? Just because God tells you that serving him is what gives your life meaning, that doesn’t make it true, even if God can manipulate the objective ethical fabric of the universe to make it true. It’s only true because he made it true. OK, so pleasing God isn’t good in and of itself, so we should please God because we’d be better off if we pleased God? He’ll reward us if we please him, and punish us if we don’t?
Well, again, who made him boss? It’s only meaningful if we as human beings want to avoid the pain of God’s punishments and want to experience the joys of God’s rewards. And why do we want that? Because God made us that way.
It’s all meaningless. Spending an eternity in Heavenly bliss is meaningless. Spending an eternity suffering in Hell is meaningless. Except by human values. Don’t get me wrong, if I really beleived God would punish me I’d do what I could to avoid that punishment, but that’s only because I’m the sort of being that doesn’t like pain. The pain itself would be bad, but it wouldn’t mean anything.
It’s all meaningless. So then nihilism and despair? No, unless you want to despair, I guess. What’s the point of despair? You found out human life is meaningless and the universe is pointless, and so you despair? If it really is true that your life has no meaning, then your despair has no meaning. Only despair if you want to. You don’t have to, unless you somehow thing that you’re obligated to despair. But you aren’t, because, get this, you aren’t obligated to do anything, not even take another breath.
The only thing is, you’re a tiny little creature in a great big universe. You can do anything you want, but you can’t control the consequences of your actions. Hurt other people and they’ll get angry and hurt you back. Be an unreasonable jerk and people will hate you. Yes, their hatred is meaningless, but the fact is that you’re a human being. And if you’re a normal human and not a sociopath you won’t enjoy life without the love and companionship of other human beings. If you don’t care about enjoying your life then do what you want and die miserable and alone, and it won’t mean a thing.
Or you could try being nice to people for a change, and see what happens. Not that you’ll rack up points in heaven or karma points, because those things don’t exist. What exists is cause and effect. If you believe that you’re an automaton without free will who can only hurt other people, and you act on that belief, then you’ve made yourself miserable for no reason. Even if you really are an automaton, so what? Even if you aren’t really “choosing” not to be an asshole, what’s the point of being an asshole? Because the other automatons around you aren’t going to act as if you didn’t have a choice, they’re going to react to what you do, and so you better be prepared for that.
Life is meaningless. The meaninglessness of life is meaningless. Do whatever you want, but if you’re consistently an asshole you’re going to suffer in this life. And your suffering won’t mean a thing to anyone except you, and maybe not even then. So what? Either enjoy life or don’t but whining that other people are enjoying life when they should be suffering from existential angst is silly.