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Discussion: The Meaning of Life¹⁾

TL;DR: Unless a god exists, which we do not know, the question about the meaning of life is absurd.

Imagine you're a droplet of water. Picture yourself stranded in some desert of an unnamed planet and it's getting really hot. So hot, indeed, that you begin to vaporize, and you ascend to the cloud district where you are carried forth and join many other atoms and molecules that once formed water but now find themselves in the gasenous phase of water. Eventually it's getting really packed and you are finding yourself at an impasse. Eventually you will be so heavy and jam packed with other water molucules that you are forced to convert back into liquid water and, too heavy to remain airborne, drop to the ground via gravity.

Here, however, you find two things: Many, many more drops of water, and you can't help yourself but flow closer towards the center of the planet due to gravity. You join up with hundreds, millions, billions, quintilzillions of other water droplets keeping you company on your journey. The weight of you and your companions punches holes into the geometry of your environment, you start forming a little creek - no, a river - no, a flood. Your environment responds to you, landslides, changes in the planet's climate, the shape of the planet changes as you form oceans and seas where you too will eventually end up in and restart the process.

You are now a real, living, breathing thing that's alive, with your own ecosystem²⁾, your own body, changes in the environment to adapt to and so many more things. But what's your purpose?

Flawed Premise