I don't think that many people seek the meaning of life for the sole purpose of telling everyone else. I mean, it seems like a nice thing to do, but then you go knocking on people's doors and they tell you to go away. Primarily I think it's for self-satisfaction, or whatever is close enough to that. Finding reason seems to be the thing to do. We want explanations for things; we want (need?) context.
I would construe not choosing as making a choice not to choose, you see. Maybe that's a dick move for the argument, but I think that's the forced decision that comes with being confronted with the question. Saying "I don't know" (why you do something, or what the meaning is) is probably fairly honest for a lot of people, but it's hard to maintain that position while you're staring right at the question.
I'm not sure why the brain being too complicated is relevant for finding meaning. All I have to offer there is that we can appreciate complex things.
I would construe not choosing as making a choice not to choose, you see. Maybe that's a dick move for the argument, but I think that's the forced decision that comes with being confronted with the question. Saying "I don't know" (why you do something, or what the meaning is) is probably fairly honest for a lot of people, but it's hard to maintain that position while you're staring right at the question.
I'm not sure why the brain being too complicated is relevant for finding meaning. All I have to offer there is that we can appreciate complex things.