I mean, there is no meaning in nature, it was man who invented it, and often it appeared because of a scarcity, for example, the point is in a beautiful woman, because you are unlikely to find another one as beautiful, right?, or can you find a person who will support you and accept you as you are, like your loved ones? The examples are not the best, but I hope you get the idea.
In addition, I will say that about a year ago I watched the film "The Seventh Seal", and now sometimes I feel in the place of a character named Antonius Block. I dismissed the inevitable by refraining from suicide as a teenager, thinking I could find the meaning of life, but what was to be expected, nothing worked out. But especially now, how shall I put it... in the age of AI, it is impossible to escape the truth, self-deception no longer works, at least for me personally.
Chess Game with Death:
Sir Pterry put it better than I ever could:
I guess this all kind of takes me back to when we arguably got too smart for our own good. That our intelligent fear of the unknown became so outsized that we started to try to bend nature to our own will, create gods & religion, becoming a race of headcases searching for ever more elaborate solutions to problems of our own making.
~12Kyrs or so we first jumped down that rabbit hole, and now the ground is rising up rapidly to show us how that all works in the end.
We tend to anthropomorphize everything and think that everything works like our minds do, including reality itself.
C'est tout à fait vrai !