Like the snowflake that falls onto the surface of an ocean, what is the meaning of life? The meaning of life is whatever gives your life meaning. There is nothing else. The eternal wind that blows from time to time, across your thoughts, cares not for human proportion, it senses nothing, its’ voice is simply an echo of your own insignificant question. And as life pounds against the broken walls of our human logic, remember this, there is nothing you can ever achieve in life or in death. No noise you can make, no cry of defiance, against this mortal injustice, that will allow your snowflake to be heard. But snow it will, the darkened cloud that hovers above a weary soul creates it, a picture, a sound, an idea, a feeling to try and understand the meaningless condition. But the meaningless condition itself is where your meaning lies, the fact that all of this is for nothing, that is where you will find your comfort in the very thing you fear. You see in reality, not the crooked boundaries of the mind, but the greater reality, the final reality, the real meaning of life is to simply nullify and make stable all the energy of the universe. Of which, humans and every single thought humans make are a part, so that the universe, can complete its own inevitable journey and it too can rest in peace. There will be a moment in your life when you understand this, and you will be at peace with this, even if that one single moment is your last. Only by falling naked, into the water can the mortal burden be cleansed, and with this, the infinite ocean, will crystallize around the silent breath of the humble and honest soul. If you close your eyes and listen carefully, you can hear your mind thinking, that’s the sound of the universe living and you dying, now listen again, what’s the first thing you hear… That’s the sound of the universe dying and you living.