godless immoralist

At first there was a God, a Christian God. There was construct in life, fear of hell, guilt from breaking the laws of God and hope that one's road would lead to eternal bliss. Then God died and so did the motivation for this construct. There appeared to be nothing. Nihilism in the sense that life is nothing, meaningless and without intrinsic value. Continue to be, thankful for the burden of guilt being lifted but noticing that there is now a hole in one's soul that one is no more important than a insect in the cosmic perspective. What difference does it make if one pisses his life away or becomes a god. In the end it all amounts to nothing. But along comes Niestche, What if you had to live your life over again ad infinitum, would u jump for joy or drop to your knees in despair? And Einstein's space/time model. Does space/time ever really disappear? The essence of one's life is what one chooses. Although existence precedes essence, one's choice of essence empowers one that it is he and only he that chooses this meaningful life. To choose one's path and to have it etched somewhere in spacetime for eternity in w/c a possible revisit adinfininum leads one to the conclusion that one must make one's life a master piece. The making of a self master is the journey. Construct is back.