I can truly relate to that. I have been questioning the meaning of life nowadays and I just can’t create with the thought that no matter how great it is, it will just turn to dust one day like anything else, it kills my creativity. My biggest fear is that there are two possible answers:

1. There is a purpose to living, we come here to learn and there is a higher power that somehow protects us. This theory gives me some sort of comfort but I can’t just blindly believe it because there is a much scarier alternative that:

2. There is no higher power, the universe is infinite and because it is: no matter how slight the chance is for us humans to appear we did because we could, because everything could happen if the universe is infinite. But this just scares me because this means that we have no purpose whatsoever. It means that well die one day and nothing has changed.

Has anybody fought with these kind of thoughts nowadays?