This instead it's the best explanation I came across so far.

You know what? The question that has probably taken more time in my mind is that somebody somewhere must enjoy looking down at the world, make us wake up in the morning, run, eat, sleep, strive to achieve, for then make us die.
I've always wondered, what for? It really doesn't make sense, everybody has found is own way to cope with this, religion, miths, relaxation, sport, you name it, each way is as right or as wrong, makes you find a way to deal with it.. Then of course there are people which will never find a reason.
On the other hand I've always believed that there must be somebody having a fuking hell of a laugh watching all these stressed people running across for nothing.
A masterpiece: yes.. somebody after all is pressing the button.