Yeah, it's been awhile, yeah none of you know me / barely remember, but the truth is I don't really care.
Anyway, on to the topic. I had a revelation recently, and that is, that life, ultimately, is meaningless. There is no purpose to life, or a higher meaning, and nothing anyone does truly affects the world. The world, and subsequently the universe, remain neutral throughout. This belief of mine, while it had been culminating in my mind after I fell off from my church (around when I was about 11), was brought about by my reading of The Stranger ~ by Albert Camus. Existentialism, at its core, simply states that there is no real basis for a moral order. It believes only in creating some form of meaning in your life by realizing the sole fact that you exist. I don't really feel like going entirely in depth into it, so if you want go here... Existentialism Wiki
I don't really care if this gets any posts, or whatever, just decided to share a belief I have with you.