Are we talking about meta-ethics?

Before the agricultural revolution 10KBC no one suffered for lack of meaning. Survival provided all the meaning we needed. Then we invented overabundance. Now our needs are met by doing repetitive tasks that alienate us from our natural interests, and the resultant abundance causes us to lose awareness of our natural needs. Go without eating for two weeks or without breathing for two minutes and you’ll find that the problem of insufficient meaning is no longer on your mind. Commit to hunting/gathering all the food you consume for a year and watch the meaning flood back into your life. Our sense of meaning has been swamped by artificial abundance. This is probably why many ancient “meaning traditions” encouraged embracing poverty. Modern, Western meaning traditions encourage the opposite.

I'm just here until I'm not.

I think there is no one meaning for everyone. I tend to follow Buddhist thought thay we are all "one" and I feel that my purpose is to leave this world better than I found it for as many people as I can. Even the little things can have ripple effects

For me, part of life is discovering what you love to do, or what you are especially good at, and pairing that with what you notice is lacking in the world, or your community, and setting about using something of yourself toward filling that need.

I think Albert Camus wrote in the Myth of Sisyphus that although life is absurd (meaningless), living is better than committing suicide as the struggle is beautiful. I don't know what it is really means though. You can create whatever meaning you want, but it is not necessarily better than a meaning that some religions ascribe to your life. What is more important is to "believe" in your chosen meaning without question,if you want to feel happy. Am I suggesting you can't be happy by being right? I hope not.

I continue to search for is the truth about why we are here. I don't think I will ever find an answer and maybe I am not capable of finding an answer. World religious beliefs and moral ideas are fascinating. I have read (or rather listened to) a number of books written by the 4 horsemen and they really make one think about life. I was a Christian for 62 years before becoming agnostic. My change may be a result of science study and teaching. To me, it is hard to believe in both Christianity and evolution. Doesn't the story of Adam and Eve along with Noah's Flood seem a lot like fairy tales? It seems unlikely that a God of the universe picked out one little planet and made it just for mankind and then asks them to believe in something based on very little evidence. And then if you don't believe you will burn in fire for ever and ever, and ever.

A mate of mine in Ecuador shared this with me this morning, pretty much sums it all up.

The meaning of life is . The experiences that makes up one's existence.

I don't think there has to be a meaning...we're just here.

Once i found out it was 42 i was cool with it.

Anyone read Victor Frankl's Man's Search for Meaning?

Basically, to get through life, you have to find meaning. Very well written, very sad telling of his time in Nazi concentration camp.

I read it at a time when I was trying to get over a woman who I love. I think my therapist was trying to say "move on, don't let this be what your life is all about."

My life "does" have meaning. I'd a dad. I'm a son. I'm a husband. I'm a friend. I'm a citizen of the world.

What I do affects people. I try to be conscious of that.

Meaning can fluctuate, grow, dissipate... You have to nurture it like a plant.

There is no meaning inherent in the universe, so you have to make your own. But I couldn't vote for 2 things, so I voted create/discover it.

I think you have to decide what kind of meaning you want your life to have. I chose to raise amazing kids and create things, and do the best I could with the resources I had.

I live one day at a time.

It is up to the individual to find their own meaning to their own life.
It's no one else's business what they come up with.

The Universe is big enough not to notice or give a damn what we are doing or not doing. We could all disappear in an instant and the universe will just continue to expand into whatever it's expanding into and not give a shit. Given the distances between star systems, unless there are galactic level civilisations who can approach the speed of light, and pay us a visit, or at least see us; there's nobody to care one way or another that we even existed. The meaning of life is to determine what life means to you, and proceed accordingly.....or not. I don't spend an inordinate amount of time contemplating it much anymore. Doesn't mean I don't care, I'm not a nihilist....it just understand that I am here for a finite amount of time and I have shit that I want and need to do while I'm here. It's that simple.

My son is my reason for existence. His safety and happiness are the only thing that matters. Without him, I would have ended it by now

I kind of questioned the meaning of life since my high school years (late 1970s). Although my parents weren't devout Catholics, I attended a Catholic college, and became an atheist shortly into my first theology class. Logic 101 didn't help matters much either.

Accepct that there is no inherent meaning in life and create your own. Be curioius, make friends and live happily.

Never understood why so many think there need be a reason, purpose, or meaning.
If anything at all, it's simply to enjoy the short time we have - or not.
...some guy said "there are no answers, only choices"

I just think about it lots, make up lots of philosophies, work through scenarios, and then tell myself at the end of the day... it's pointless.

The meaning of life is to help the people around you enjoy theirs

I'm with Jane Austen on this one.