I asked Fable 5.2 “what is the meaning of life?” Then I asked Fable to generate an image it felt best represented the meaning of life…
This is what it said and created:
“To love things and act on it.
For most of the universe's history, nothing mattered to anyone. Then creatures showed up who could care about each other, about getting things right, about what happens next. That caring is not a clue pointing to the meaning somewhere else. It is the meaning. There's no purpose written into the cosmos that you're supposed to discover, and it wouldn't help if there were, since a purpose assigned from outside only becomes yours once you care about it anyway.
So the meaning of life is to give yourself to what's worth loving: particular people, work done well, the truth, the world you'll hand off. Then leave those things better than you found them. A life is meaningful to the degree that it's spent that way, and empty to the degree that it's spent on comfort, status, or distraction.
The evidence I find most convincing is that nobody at the end wishes they had cared less. People regret the love they withheld and the things they were too afraid to commit to, almost never the reverse.”
