I'm with you there. None of it makes any sense. It's my opinion that none of this matters at all. We're all going to die, eventually. Humanity, and everything we are will die, and we'll all be nothing. Knowing the secrets of the universe means nothing because of this. I don't know.
I just feel like if you.. I don't wanna sound like some fucking smart ass or whatever, but I feel like if you think about life really carefully, you'd come to the conclusion that nothing matters at all. At least, if you don't believe in an afterlife. It's up to whoever whether they want to continue living or not, and achieve fame or happiness or love or notoriety or whatever. But you can't take those with you when you die. You don't even have your memories past death. So what's the point? If we're all really as significant as a centipede?
What's the point if everyone and everything we think as supreme, or as significant or large, mean nothing at all? The universe could blink and our existences could be over..
Like how, if you mapped the entire existence of the earth on a calender, humanity would be the final few seconds on the last day of December.
To think we're worth anything.. I don't understand. It's sort of why I'm not planning a suicide note, nor am I preparing anything after my death. I'll be gone, and when I go, everyone and everything that's in my story of life will also go. I don't know. Sorry for the rant. Call me arrogant, which I think I am, but it irks me when people say.. There's meaning to life.. Like the guy earlier in the thread. I guess it.. I feel like people don't understand what "our existences don't matter" actually means..