We’re freaks living in a meaningless world! There’s nowhere to go, you fools! Monster shouted. -There is no more to find, no more to see!
-There has to be! We neeeeeeed it to be! There has to be something more than this, something that makes sense!
Nose sat there, chewing on the grass he ate yesterday. He had heard this conversation many times before, it was getting old. After a while he said: -I think it does make sense, really. The grass, the rocks. I think it’s all pretty meaningful.
-We need something to give the grass meaning! If not, there’s no meaning at all!
-Exactly! Monster said, frustrated. -There is none. Cope with it.
Nose kept chewing… (more)