How is it possible to find meaning in a finite world, given my waist and shirt size?
HumorLifePhilosophyAbsurdityExistentialismSelf deprecationMeaning
How is it possible to find meaning in a finite world, given my waist and shirt size?
HumorLifePhilosophyAbsurdityExistentialismSelf deprecationMeaning
It trivializes deep existential concerns with physical humor.
How can I believe in God when just last week I got my tongue caught in the roller of an electric typewriter?
I am at two with nature.
His lack of education is more than compensated for by his keenly developed moral bankruptcy.
What if nothing exists and we're all in somebody's dream? Or what's worse, what if only that fat guy in the third row exists?
Everything is worth precisely as much as a belch, the difference being that a belch is more satisfying.
It is only when we realize that life is taking us nowhere that it begins to have meaning.