Cloudscape

Some people say technology takes away all challenges in life; yet we have never had more challenges than we have today. We have more to strive for simply because we have more possibilities. Many goals have been achieved, but for every goal we achieved many others became unlocked. So it will continue.
There is always something to fight for; even when he have achieved what we've fought for, there is something else, something beyond even that. In the end, there are no limits, thus we can push our own limits further and further forever. Even when we have achieved everything we could achieve today, with those things we will have achieved then, we will be able to achieve far greater things, and many of these will take far more effort than we are willing to sustain today.

We are what makes the difference between a cosmos that could just as well not have existed at all, and a universe that is full of wonders. It is we who bring the entire universe to life. In the blink of an eye we can create anything at all before our eyes. In the clear night, all the stars obey us, coming at our bidding into the sky when we look up, stars that without us would have no light. Without us flowers would have no color, the winds would have no sound, the rain would have no touch, the air would have no smell, and spices would have no taste. All the marvels in the world we have created ourselves, for otherwise no-one would otherwise experience them.
For no matter how vast, the greatest stars or galaxies do not know of their own vastness; in us alone are they vast. It is we, then, that are the crown of evolution. We that are alive are greater than anything in the universe. For without us there would be naught. We, living beings, are the creators; for beyond us there is naught but that which could become.

It makes no sense to ask what meaning existence has; for whatever it would be for would itself be part of existence. The meaning of existence is to exist. What one sees as meaningful is but subjective; anything is meaningful if one sees it as such. Whatever beliefs one has about what is meaningful, then, are not philosophical but rather emotional. Love, beauty, happiness — all these things are meaningless if one sees it as such; but why should one, if by doing so one will never find meaning? Things have no value only if one does not recognize their value. It is irrelevant just what the meaning of life is as it may have infinitely many meanings; life itself, in every moment, is its own meaning.
If any, the question here is not what the meaning of life is, but rather what its destination is.