As a paradoxical nihilist, you've probably heard that life has no inherent meaning. But what does that look like in everyday life?
Let's take the example of buying socks. On the surface, socks seem like the epitome of meaning. They keep your feet warm and cozy. But is that truly the case?
Or, consider meaninglessness in the bedroom. Is the pursuit of pleasure just a fleeting illusion created by societal pressures and the need for human connection? Or is it just a way to avoid the crushing bleakness of existence?
ประกOr, perhaps, you're more interested in the meaninglessness of sleep.
The possibilities are endless, and the meaninglessness is palpable.