What is the meaning of life?

You may like to take a look at the answer to the same question here:
https://answers.google.com/answers/main?cmd=threadview&id=2573

And again here:
https://answers.google.com/answers/main?cmd=threadview&id=75873

I was tempted to answer the question with "A fool and his money are
easily parted." , and take the $2 , but then I had a sudden burst of
conscience. Merely a temporary aberration, but it earned the
questioner another answer from someone a bit less cynical :)

willie-ga

The meaning of life --

        The property or quality that distinguishes living organisms
from dead organisms and inanimate matter, manifested in functions
         such as metabolism, growth, reproduction, and response to
stimuli or adaptation to the environment originating from within
         the organism. 

You can find more meaning(s) at dictionary.com

"Life is that property of matter whereby it can remember. Matter which
can remember is living; matter which cannot remember is dead. The life
of a creature is the memory of a creature. We are all of the same
stuff to start with, but we remember different things. As for the
stuff itself of which we are made, we know nothing save only that it
is 'such as dreams are made of."
http://www.wku.edu/~smithch/wallace/S303.htm

I take the question to be, "What is the purpose of life?"  If this is
correct, here is my answer.  The purpose of life is for "The One
Universal Source of All" (as humans, we unfortunately are not capable
of understanding this gigantic concept and we give it all kinds of
names and shapes) to obtain experiences through individuation, and to
subsequently return to the whole.  As "the whole" it cannot have these
experiences.

JCG

There is no meaning to life.  It is merely zillions and zillions of
nonthinking particles of matter which just randomly happened to form
into you and me who think feel and cry, with no intelligence
whatsoever guiding the process.

And this computer I'm using was not made by Dell.  I found it in a
forest after a hurricane went through and randomly rearranged atoms
there into a computer.

It is your one opportunity to write your book.  You are born, and you
will die; any meaning conceived is up to you.  Others may have varying
opinions as to what meaning you achieved, but you must give it your
best shot or crouch in fear.