You know, I've never really understood the whole ultimate meaning thing. I mean, I get that it's about having meaning magically bestowed upon you by some outside force, but I don't understand why denying that exists is even an issue. As if my experiences of pain and joy are somehow minimized because there isn't an all knowing, trans-dimensional being to tell me they're not.
The same goes with the idea that no objective source of morality means anything goes. I just don't get how people have convinced themselves that all that is worthless without the say-so of that magical being.
The same goes with the idea that no objective source of morality means anything goes. I just don't get how people have convinced themselves that all that is worthless without the say-so of that magical being.
Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own - Bertrand Russell
