It’s whatever you decide it to be. You are right - nothing matters in reality, but you can assign importance to things yourselves and as you said “amuse yourself to death”.

Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced

The fear of death is something engrained in life. For some, the fear of death is higher than the fear of suffering in life.

Man, could you imagine if there was a single meaning to life? That would be miserable. Every single action you do would have to be for fulfilling that one single purpose and if you were doing anything else you’d be failing. Want to play video games? You’re not fulfilling The Purpose. Eating, sleeping, taking a shit, sure, it’s to keep you going for The Purpose, but it’s also failing to work on it in that moment. Taking a vacation would be blasphemous.

Meaning is something applied to things better by people, and I think I prefer it that way.

Life has no inherent meaning. It doesn’t need one. That doesn’t make it pointless either. These judgments are human constructs, not qualities of life itself.

But if someone needs a meaning in life:
The meaning of life is to give your life meaning.

Find it yourself. What feels important to you? What makes you unhappy? What makes you happy?

I tend to be on the empathetic side. I feel a lot of pain and desperation about the state of the world, and the way we humans treat one another so cruelly. That’s why I am trying to find my own way to contribute, so that life, for us and those who follow, becomes permanently better.

There is none. And that is incredibly liberating. Choose your own path and do what makes you feel good (without harming others).

Life doesn’t come with a meaning, you are free to find one that speaks to you

Being alive is the only time when you can influence something, and as such, when your actions mean something.

When you’re dead, it’s over. There could be an opportunity for you to make something better for others or for your own enjoyment - but now all chances are gone.

So, why letting go of this amazing ability?

That’s the beauty. Given that there is no goal, you are able to define your own.

Hedonic threadmill: it’s the theory that we tend to a baseline level of happiness and on average, after some time, people who have won the lottery are as happy (or unhappy) as people who have gone bankrupt.

Look at us, we are apes, barely out of trees. We were fighting predators and cold and diseases that no longer exist. Just by being alive, we are the winners of millions of years of genetic lottery, through evolution, fights, love and ingenuity.

We have access to most of human knowledge through devices that fit in our pockets, can visit other countries that were legendary to our forefathers, instead of hunting wild beasts we have satellites that guide us step by step to the nearest McDonald’s.

Imagine time-traveling a few generations back, describing our life to our grand-grandparents, seeing their eyes grow wide. Now imagine, at the end, telling them how ennui got to us and we can no longer find meaning in our life.

Find a priest and do what they say lol. 99% of the time they also coincide with what your king wants from you.

Or make your own.

For me, i like to look at Life like beeing on an adventure over time. The Goal is death, but that Goal is meaningless, as long as the journey to it was meaningless. The adventure itself could have been good, bad, regular or irregular, it does not matter. Experiencing those Things was the meaning to that adventure. As we had no choice, no say in being born, therefore starting this adventure involuntarily, we should Not try to move along the adventures voluntarily. Death will come involuntarily too, so there is no point in stopping it short (reducing the meaning of said adventure before our Goal is reached).

I work at a hospital and most of the patients there are definitely older than dirt people getting surgeries just to extend their life a few years or even months. Most of the time it is family members making those decisions because they don’t want or know how to say goodbye. We have had patients that effectively died, but the family insists on keeping their organs alive with machines in the hopes that they wake up.

As for the meaning of life? I think it is 100% to entertain ourselves until death. Even if there was a greater meaning created by some deity, we’re probably not able to understand it anymore than a donkey could understand calculus. I personally could never trust any human to tell me who or what god is and/or wants. And god has yet to reveal theirself to me…

Literally? There is no reason for life. Which scares people, so they develop superstition (theology) or ascribe it to emotions (happiness, suffering, etc). There is no reason, for life. The reason for life existing or how it came to be is certainly up for debate, but there is no why. We are alive, we are conscious. Eventually our bodies give out on us, and our life ends.

At a macro level, it’s the preservation of our species. On a micro level, it whatever makes you happy and doesn’t hurt others (because that would conflict with macro).