We spend our days bound by endless obligations. Yet, even with loneliness, failed relationships, and soul-draining work, people still manage to catch a glimpse of happiness. Why?
We spend our days bound by endless obligations. Yet, even with loneliness, failed relationships, and soul-draining work, people still manage to catch a glimpse of happiness. Why?
What do we owe to each other? For coexistence without inherent meaning in an afterlife, is the only source of moral good the social contract that we’ve made with each other to coexist peacefully? What are the bounds of that contract? What are the terms of our coexistence?