Reflecting on life

exactly,ur sooooo insignificant that nothing u do matters and every thing u think that matters are thing that u think matter in Ur head and life is point less and filled with suffering and joy and nothing last for ever

It's a depressing way to look at things.

Somethings last longer than others. If you stick to the longer-term rewards which life offers, you generally do better. So, that's a good place to start. Instead of instant gratification.

What those 'longer term rewards' are, is up to individuals to figure out for themselves, though after enough iterations on the subject across generations and cultures... people do tend to arrive at similar conclusions eventually. And they seem to generally work better than not.

longer-term rewards- will u could be working relay hard for a 2:1 or a first or living frugally so u can invest and get more money in the further but then u can just get hit by a random car get cancer and die and will never enjoy the fruits of Ur labour.

If you look at it like that then there’s no point in living. Which is sad and wrong. We’re here for a reason.

I think people who think "we are here for a reason" are more at risk than others at becoming disillusioned with life's reality - the decades trundle by as they desperately seek meaning. It's a futile quest bound to end in one of three ways: 1.) The futility is acknowledged 2.) You don't acknowledge the futility, but your life goes by and you die unfulfilled, or 3.) you settle for a self-allocated meaning of life such as "making my family happy" and try to convince yourself that you haven't fudged the issue (when you have),

We could only be "here for a reason" if someone put us here with a purpose - and there is no evidence of that. And even if we were put here by something or somebody for a reason - why would we be obliged to fulfill their plan for us? And what if their plan for us was a total anti-climax?

I think the only way I can accept the possibility of a "meaning" to life is if we actually work out what game we are playing down here, and what the rules are. This would require us to unlock pretty much all the mysteries of the universe. When we know the rule book, then we have the best chance of working out if there is a meaning to life. But this leads me to think we should ruthlessly prioritise scientific advancement and interstellar exploration over society's current goal which appears to be achieving a comfortable yet inevitably unfulfilling middle class life for the entire population Earth. This opens me up to accusations of elitism and makes me unpopular at house parties.