Certainly I agree with these points but what doesn't suit well for me personally is...well, why should we need to have meaning? Why us, what makes us so significant, so worthy of having meaning? Is it so that we don't go batShit insane because our consciousness has no groundwork for it to operate calmly, in conformity, conveniently? Maybe that insanity was the only thing our consciousness could provide: without mutual illusions and fairy tales we would truly be what we were supposed to be...a chaotic, unreserved animal? After all, the dreams we make and conform to are really just as insane as what we would be anyways without them, in my opinion.