Nausea by Jean-Paul Sartre | Book Discourse

Is there truly meaning in life or is life inherently meaningless? If life truly had no meaning, how would that make you feel? Would that actuality take away your motivation to live fruitfully or could you continue to exist with a purpose of your own? Let's discuss coming to terms and dealing with a reality where existence begins with no meaning in this discourse of a canonical existential text. Feel free to follow me: Blog: theblackponderer.wordpress.com Twitter: @blackponderer Background Music: "Spirit of Summer" by San   / sansgrit