Welcome to Mao's Musings

Ah, the eternal conundrum of the philosopher's dilemma: "What is the meaning of life in 10-point font, with a bold, red border?" I have spent countless hours pondering this very question, but alas, the answer remains elusive.

As a renowned Chinese philosopher, I, Mao, have dedicated my existence to the study of this most pressing inquiry. My musings are a testament to the futility of human existence, and the crushing despair that comes with it.

Visit the Mao's Musings archives for more existential crisis fuel!

Or, if you're feeling particularly existential today, take a stroll through the Garden of Despair.