Every now and then when a weekend comes and Im alone and not sure what to do I start singing "I dont know what to do with my life" over and over again. Im prett

Every now and then when a weekend comes and Im alone and not sure what to do I start singing "I dont know what to do with my life" over and over again. Im pretty sure those moments are because I have all the material things I need and all the things I think I want I dont actually want enough to invest the effort needed to get them. Sometimes I go to http://syria.liveuamap.com http://syria.liveuamap.com wondering when will it end and will it ever. I suppose that as long as there are these redpill people who found an excuse to only care about themselves that we will be stuck in this situation. I think the problem is that since most of us are finding out life has no inherent meaning (unless you consider endless reproduction a meaning) we are stuggling to find a reason to do anything. If you are underpriviledged you are still struggling to survive so you have that to think about and spend most of your time on but we who are in countries where 5% need to work to feed the other 95% and who arent the unluckiest ones in those countries are having issues finding "meaning" in things we are doing. I'm pretty sure our brains aren't meant to work in these conditions so I hope machines remove as ASAP and continue doing their own thing. I always remember the "transcendence" outer layer of Vernor Vinges universe where life evolves so far as to either destroy itself or reach some state of thought unimaginable to us right now. I thing the best thing ever is that we will eventually all die and all will stop mattering. I really hope theres no heaven and hell and all that shabang with the Flying Spaghetti Monster and all so that actually we have to exist forever and bother ourselves with these useless questions.