On Emptiness

So we grasp emptiness...

I'm wondering whether this means that we understand that actually there is nothing to grasp and that our lives were created without meaning and will end without meaning and everything that we will ever be is at root neither to be celebrated nor ignored because it never was anything anyway.

The true Greats of History and Mankind are thus the people who die as they were born realising that in reality nothing actually happened in between!

If this is true this makes sense of my own rejection of all progress and achievement and my own desire to see the lack of goal and purpose in everything.

Of course back to Earth everything has direction, meaning and purpose - but only within our own contexts and conditions. Everything is alive in the now, but from the standpoint of eternity it is only fleeting and temporary. (Sounding a bit Kantian?)