What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
The meaning of life you say?
The meaning of life is cope. To live is to cope.
You live to cope with being alive. A circular meaning.
Would genuinely enjoying life still be coping?
Ę̵̚x̸͎̾i̴͚̽s̵̻͐t̷͐ͅe̷̯͠n̴̤̚t̵̻̅i̵͉̿a̴̮͊l̵͍̂ ̴̹̕D̵̤̀e̸͓͂t̵̢͂e̴͕̓c̸̗̄t̴̗̿ï̶̪v̷̲̍é̵͔
It's whatever narrative you imbue with emotion or satisfaction.
Life is a strange thing. A thread of time being an animal, piecing together some very limited information with animal senses into a crude representation of reality in an animal brain. There is no great scheme in all of this, I just happen to be part of a series of events that could never have happened any other way. Despite how negative that could sound, I really do enjoy this experience. It's so surreal that it's actually real.
It's not coping if it's genuine.
Ę̵̚x̸͎̾i̴͚̽s̵̻͐t̷͐ͅe̷̯͠n̴̤̚t̵̻̅i̵͉̿a̴̮͊l̵͍̂ ̴̹̕D̵̤̀e̸͓͂t̵̢͂e̴͕̓c̸̗̄t̴̗̿ï̶̪v̷̲̍é̵͔
Stop trying to cope with the lack of validity of genuinity.
Genuinely enjoying life is a developed cope, a pleasant one, but still a cope.
I give no meaning. I hate people, and to live is a waste of resources to earth. Other people could strive for an advance in technology but why would you work for something that will be taken from you when humans go extinct?
Then maybe you want to become Pinocchio. Trade places? Pinocchio doesn't waste resources. Pinocchio just is.