So the true meaning of life that my personal perspective has conjured is, everything you have ever done and ever will do amounts up to the way you feel about what you have done right before you die. For what is life without death? Death is the encouragement we use to push ourselves to live life the way we choose, we then accept our lives to be adequit. With ourselves fully expressed we see all that we want and all that we need. You then proceed to pursue these objects, situations, states of mind and whatever else until your time is up. Time is an illusion memories create and all that truly matters is a single moment of remembrince of all those memories. The only true clock is our death clock in which has a randomized amount of time on it. Live life while you have it and remember as long as you are satisfied with your memories and the conclusion of how your life has ended all will be right in your mind.
So take what this world has to offer then throw it back at its face to create the path that, in the end, you shall be satisfied with. For that is the meaning of a single persons life after that life has been placed upon this world.
The meaning of life can only be subjective. I think that it has absolutely no meaning and the best we can do is cope with it until we die. Ultimately, there is no correct way to live because the end result will be the same for everyone. We’ll all die, and the people who love us will die, and it will be like we never existed. All of the effort you put into it will go down the toilet.