Really? If nothing really matters why don’t you shut hell up and stop trying to convince everyone else how meaningless life is?
Why do I get the feeling that their high-minded pursuit of metaphysical “oneness” would quickly evaporate if I came over to there house, took all the pot from their coffee table and ate all their munchies? Why do I sense that they would quickly stop philosophizing about abstract concepts and start asserting their individual rights to their dope and food?