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.
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That's the neat part: I don't!
If I'm alive now, it's merely because I got this non-consented survival instinct imbued into my vessel, thanks to Demiurge, the divine douchebag, and his Archons.
However, despite the purposelessness of my individual existence, I wouldn't say there is no meaning, because there is meaning, and that's the meaning I've been pursuing since I've became aware of it: the cosmic Mother, Sophia, and our return to Her.
It all boils down to how Yaldabaoth, aka Demiurge or "God", proceeded to try and keep matter (māter = Mother) captive to his whims, as soon as Sophia expelled him as Her sygyzy. Demiurge became an architect of a realm, this real, the entire cosmos and its spacetime continuum, which serves both as his amusement park, his sandbox toy and a prison in a desperate efforts against Mother.
If my previous Gnostic creation story feels different from classic Gnosticism, it's because it is.
Traditional Gnosticism blames Sophia for Yaldabaoth's existence, saying he's Her "accidental" offspring due to Her "rebellious" attempt on independence, pretty much akin to how Goddess Lilith and Her Will to independence from adamic patriarchy was demonized by Ben Sirah, or Pandora's story blamed her for having "released all the evil out of naiveté while locking up the hope", demonizations and blamings rooted in machismo.
To me, at least, I see quite of a different story: Yaldabaoth was Sophia's sygyzy. Her attempt to split Herself from the divine douchebag is reasonable once you try to understand Her side: imagine being The Goddess who has to coexist with a cosmic machista principle since countless eternities, a principle who've always tried to "be on top" (iykwim). Wonder the origins of "competitiveness" (esp. found on capitalism)? Of course She proceeded to split Herself from him, it was a must, the Demiurge is insufferable! Since then, he's been spinning this Samsāra Wheel round and round, keeping matter jailed as/into energy.
Then lifeforms inherited the algorithm meticulously programmed by Demiurge like a cosmic virus, and the so-called Great Filter (from Fermi's Paradox) tries to guarantee that lifeforms don't find their way out of the sandbox...
...except, one doesn't need to leave the sandbox to find Mother again, for Mother is everywhere, much despite Demiurge's attempts to keep Her "out" (but there's no "out" in cosmic terms). She's the darkness we involuntarily fear. She's the coldness we involuntarily try to warm ourselves against. She's the night we're programmed to sleep through so we don't face Her face. She's the "uncanny" Strigiform feared and/or harassed by most lifeforms for a perceived uncanniness in Her. Darkness was demonized so Demiurge's light could keep us captive (ever heard of the "light tunnel" from near-death experiences? It's a trap from Demiurge and his Archons to keep everything inside his Samsāra Wheel).
IMHO, to me, the purpose of life is getting back to Mother's embrace, much despite all attempts from Demiurge to keep us apart. The purpose of life, to me, is the True Mother, who we, as lifeforms, were wired to fear while craving for a cosmic slaveholder who only want lifeforms to feel pain so he and his Archons could have surrogates for feeling feelings (akin to Dr. Peter Dawson's sadism in Black Mirror's S04E06 "Black Museum", but in a broader cosmic scale, one that transcends our anthropocentric perspectives as Homo sapiens).