Indeed. People who seek an objective meaning of life would be disappointed if that meaning turned out to be anything other than what they already wanted it to be in the first place. What if the purpose of reality was to maximize the amount of yellow things in existence? Or the purpose was to allow velociraptors to evolve, and now it’s just coasting on inertia after having finished that millions of years ago.
Cliche, but love is the only thing that feels good and worthwhile 100% of the time. Excitement, thrills, ambition, sensory pleasure, all of these and everything else feel wasted or actively negative if you’re not in the right context for them. But there’s never a time that a genuine feeling of shared love feels bad, whether you’re in the best or worst or most random situation.
Might sound like a cop out, but I’d argue that any love that does feel bad is actually more desire than love. Just my take, but I know philosophers have much more thought out ones.
I mean, that’s a frequent topic discussed at my church (we study a lot of Indian philosophy, it’s not normal lol) - the idea of the difference between love and attachment. The idea that love is something that happens from a place of freedom, not obligation, for example. Where attachment is something that feels compelled.
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An objective meaning of life would be depressing, it is much better to have free will and create one’s own meaning.
Indeed. People who seek an objective meaning of life would be disappointed if that meaning turned out to be anything other than what they already wanted it to be in the first place. What if the purpose of reality was to maximize the amount of yellow things in existence? Or the purpose was to allow velociraptors to evolve, and now it’s just coasting on inertia after having finished that millions of years ago.
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Checkmate subjectivists 😎
I’m so happy my comic about Gawd flipping the bird fosters such rich philosophical discussion.
Joke’s on God, we’re going to make up a meaning of life without him.
What’s yours?
Cliche, but love is the only thing that feels good and worthwhile 100% of the time. Excitement, thrills, ambition, sensory pleasure, all of these and everything else feel wasted or actively negative if you’re not in the right context for them. But there’s never a time that a genuine feeling of shared love feels bad, whether you’re in the best or worst or most random situation.
Might sound like a cop out, but I’d argue that any love that does feel bad is actually more desire than love. Just my take, but I know philosophers have much more thought out ones.
I mean, that’s a frequent topic discussed at my church (we study a lot of Indian philosophy, it’s not normal lol) - the idea of the difference between love and attachment. The idea that love is something that happens from a place of freedom, not obligation, for example. Where attachment is something that feels compelled.