I willfully smoked a blunt laced with cough syrup two nights ago, and it was the shit. Incredible high, my brain was bouncing off the walls in my skull. Made me realize that people are like cancer just cancer cells that destroy this organism we all are a part of, called the earth. Look at human beings, we can do anything we want. But what do we want to do? Complain that there seemingly isn't a meaning to life. Man, fuck that! Your life should be meaningful to you as you fill it with good things and surround yourself with people you enjoy being with. Do things that you find meaningful, and then you will give meaning to YOUR life. You can go outside and draw a patch of flowers in your yard, take a bike ride and marvel at the mountains in the distance. Take a trip to a creek with some friends to smoke a bowl and just sit contemplating nature. Without this existence to live in, you wouldn't even have the capability to be depressed, so rejoice in it! You've been given the gift of life, and now it is yours for the taking.