Life is absolutely absurd; there is no way to circumnavigate the puzzling state of our existence. Why is it absurd? For the majority of human beings who do not live a life of luxury, the overarching themes of ones life includes being born, suffering, and dying. Everything which happens during the “suffering” stage of our existence is nothing but mere details; or so says I. Where is the meaning of our existence? Does life have any meaning or purpose? These questions have agonized the minds of Homo sapiens for as long as our species has developed the ability to critically ponder our place in the cosmos.
-Only with the ultimate knowledge of all things will man have come to know himself. For things are but the boundaries of man. -> Friedrich Nietzsche
