I am naturally inclined to study and find appreciation in things that repulse most people (thus death metal).
The only constant in the universe is balance. Add here, subtract from there. Future and past are always equal, our constriction to temporal existence is neither a blessing nor a curse, just necessary. Everything is necessary, in fact.
All meaning is arbitrarily posited, and outside of our imagination there is no purpose or point to our lives, but that is the best reason you can get for living. Don't just do what you want, do what you have to, because you have to, that is the way this machine works.
Only death is real? Everything is real in varying degrees. Imagination impacts physical reality as it is influenced by it. It is not disconnected.
Objectively though, Buzzcocks suck and I didn't even know they were queer.