I don't want to commit suicide or anything..I love the act of living, the acts of experiencing sex, passion, eating and laughter. I simply want to now how one can remain happy for long knowing that life will one day abruptly come to end..that everything you know and cherish will be forever lost in time...in a world of moral relativism there can be no absolute truth, so what do our petty ideals really mean? What does the word "mean" mean? Searching for meaning is merely searching for an uralt meme created perhaps thousands of years ago in humanity's past..a concept that exists solely in our minds. I don't think God's plan is cancer, AIDS, the H1N1 virus and the successful career of Carrot Top. I don't think anyone has a plan for me or cares about my fate besides me. Why do I have to work for a grocery store and live with my dad at 25 years of age? Why is life so predictable?