Daniel Litvak:
Meaning, purpose, fulfillment – like all concepts – only make sense within the dualistic context of past and future. You can say life has no meaning, or say that it is full of meaning. The point is that neither of these statements apply to life – to what is. They can only be projected on to life as an extension of mind and imagination. They refer back to the mind and the world of the Me. What is, simply is, and there is nothing true that can be said about it. It has no form, no attributes, no qualities–and can’t be described in any way. All words pass through it without landing anywhere. Even to say it is indescribable is only a pointer, not a description. So I would say it’s not so much that life has no meaning–life is beyond meaning…

Me:
I like the way you put it: “life is beyond meaning…” Indeed, beyond the meaning we ascribe it. When all search for meaning has ceased though, a miraculous nearness arises – as it were both within and without – and as far as language can convey anything, this ineffable nearness feels so utterly fulfilling to such extent that every instant is permeated with a “meaning” that surpasses anything. It´s as if raising a finger, taking a random step, or whatever you are up to, feels like bliss…Isn´t it weird? We search all our lives for something which is nearer than our very breath…