Who is Who (a secret)
Other than for the blindly religious, from all angles, life seems to have no meaning. For all philosophers, for all wise beings, life has no meaning.
But, we exist! Therefore, some sort of meaning exists. And why would an ultimate meaning, an ultimate "being" generate such a meaningless reality?
Think deep questions upon this ultimate reality:
How to separate the just from the unjust or the selfless from the selfish in such a way as to provide no one with any clues that would be used to justify spurious case from being good?
Without any possible means to find a meaning, with imprisonment in a futile reality, we can finally see who is who!* There is no credit, no reward, for compassion, for promoting peace or harmony. Fortune makes no distinctions.
*a small glimpse into the greater mosaic.