It appears that nihilism, considering that this is indeed the only reality which nihilism proposes having negated the secondary existence, is in fact an absolute truth. Our lives are meaningless, everything we take pride and joy in is simply meaningless and the perplexity of such will only humble you before this vast and meaningless world. You can indulge in whatever you so please, but that too is meaningless.
Epistemological nihilism doesn't exist. For if what I said above is true, which it most certainly is as all meaning is subjective, then neither poetry nor music can be enjoyed... Because the perplexity of such, the absence of clarity, is always leading to the exact same conclusion: That everything is meaningless.
Which is a scientific conclusion. The only meaning I see in life, that could remotely combat the epidemic of nihilism, is biological preferentialism. We have morality moulded from the cast of evolution, we have certain desires that we have no choice but to give in to- Sexual reproduction, Eating, Self preservation. These are the only meanings to life, but they themselves can only deliver perplexity by their Unapparent correlation to the rest of the universe. Perhaps life itself is subjective, in that the human experience is nowhere else to be found on this planet.
I don't know... I've been thinking about this shit for weeks, my life sucks and I want to die.
