Is the artificial life possible?
Only artless one is possible.

Paying attention to the pluses of life, you find that on the other side they are already minuses.

Breaking off, life resumes without losing its former idiocy.

In effect, all paths lead to a fork.

Is it possible to find the meaning of life?
Of course, you can, but it is being lost again.

Does life have a price?
There is only a reappraisal.

Which way should I go through life?
It doesn't matter, but avoiding strangers on the road.

Life finds us with difficulty, and loses us without difficulty.