It seems that you leave room for life to be something serious (with purpose), even if love is a game? If so, then a meaningful life is still possible, even without love.

I don't even see it that optimistically. I'm more in the camp of life, itself, being no more than an expenditure of time and energy, to no ends - absolute purposelessness.

However, I leave some room for the possibility that our general suffering, as part of the human condition, and the causes of our specific woes, do have some meaning in a bigger, spiritual picture, which transcends this material existence. I guess you could say that I hope something like "karma" exists, but tend to lean more towards purposelessness/ aimlessness as the true reality.

I suppose this tags me with the label of "nihilist", but I feel that this word fails to capture the body of my attitude around life and the after-life, and/or non-existence of either (life or death).