I was looking at some JellyFish over the weekend,
man they are the most laid back, clueless creatures on this Planet,
The only thing they seem to know are,
1.Ooops i hit something (this takes sometime to realize though)
2..I am at the top of water, must go down.
Jeeez man wtf?
If JellyFish read Dostojewski, Sartre, Camus or any other literary Genius, would then not their lives be more meaningfull, objective?