What's so great about life?

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Not sure what is actually on offer in the world. Love is a dead end. That fairy tale is over . . . love is a commodity; if you show it, people will take it for what it's worth, which is nothing. Okay, you can get some cash for it.
Success isn't going to happen.
So I guess I have the appreciation of charity to live for. Oh joy. And taking care of my mother. Which I will do.
And before anyone posts a picture of a dying child, please note, I don't think that kid has anything to live for either.

What makes life worth living is Nature.

No human could take the Mountains, the Sea, the Forests, and the Beautiful Sky away from us.

Not much is ever on offer. If it is, it's by the graciousness of another. All we can do is try to return the favor, and march forward.

The only part of nature that attracts me right now is the possibility of the soil and worms filling my body and recycling me.

I find the idea intriguing abstractly, but a fear of death trumps it all.

I do hope you feel better...

As long as you are alive, there's the chance that things will get better I guess.

A very remote chance, but a chance none the less.

After almost 69 years in this hell hole of a world I can say that I have seen NOTHING to justify life here except as players ona stage performing and suffering for the pleasure of the gods. I personally tend to identify with the Cathars of old and their belief that this world is basically evil, because it was created by an evil entity. Unlike them however, I do not believe in any "good" super entity that is responsible for all of the universe. Check out the Cathars on the web. I think that they had the right ideas all along.

We give life meaning by living it

I read too much Carlos Castaneda. Grew up with disturbed family members. Got abused in many ways. Watched bad things happen right before my eyes. Saw and participated in illegal deeds. Some strange deeds. Cheap thrills. Expensive thrills. Things people like us supposedly never do according to most. Made myself do more in a profession than I ever thought I could. watched international news talk about how my sister died. I wonder why my best friend fell asleep in a running car, and why a guy tried to drink me under the table to never wake up. Now I sit here. On a couch. Afraid. Reading. Trying to understand why. Why do I think the way I do too.

The things I want to remember most... fishing. the sound of the water. The sun on my face. The wind in my hair on a motorcycle. Flying in my dreams. Love. I want to remember love. It is there. I can feel it. It's a wonderful drug. We need more.

ice cream, seeing the moon at night, watching birds fly.. The less human being involvement or interaction, the more enjoyable is life.

What the hell is "success". I'm pretty sure even if I had it I wouldn't find it all that satisfying. Most of life is a pointless chore. Anything that isn't a horrid chore isn't useful for survival. All I want is to feel happy every now and then. f**k the rest of you with your pretentious ideas about what life is "supposed" to be about. It's plain obvious we're just a bunch of monkeys going about eating, crapping, and reproducing, and consuming lots of pointless garbage along the way.

There is no plan. It's all obvious to me. Just walking to my mailbox to empty the stack of pointless junk mail I never asked for gives me some inkling that life has no meaning. Someone is employed to fill my mailbox with a bunch of s**t I didn't ask for. Hahahaha. That pretty much sums of life.

Satisfaction itself is nothing but a chemical reaction. If I could plug my brain into the wall and feed it happy feelings I would sit there drooling for the rest of my life. People who still find life worthwhile enough to fear death are pretty lucky. I don't really fear death anymore. I just don't have a good way to end my life. Too many other people would be upset too. That's about it though, as far as reasons go. That and something interesting might happen, interesting enough to make me temporarily forget that I hate life.

Maybe the best thing is not needing something to live for.

...Not that I manage that for long or when not on drugs. Also, having other people's normal lives shoved in my face messes that up, which also makes it hard to maintain.

Probably, more then anything, its the little things.

I think life is great when Im able to live 'in the moment'. Like toy soldier said, the small things add up.