It is just that there is no overarching epistemic meaning to life, universe and existence. No one is epistemically richer, none a life more purposeful.

I find that to have a good life, however, instrumental meaning is necessary. And such is instantiated with fuzzyness, reasonability and intent of pragmatic action.

• Fuzzy reasonability allows for more freedom than rationality through absurdism and beauty. But with freedom, comes its perils.
• It is also worth noting the importance of pragmatic action and its interdependency on environment, emperical reality and shared non-deconstructive fiction.

But along the way, we must realise that there's much we do not know. So then why try to conform and fit everything into rigid blocks? Why hold on to absolutisms? Aren’t the notions of self and divinity always plurally singular? Isn't there freedom in the chaotic beauty in the unknown and the unknowable? Why hate paradoxes when therein lies the essence of life (bliss-pursuit and humor)?