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I sometimes wonder as to the future of humanity, but more importantly, I often wonder as to my own future, but not necessarily in the way that others wonder about their futures. All anyone seems to be doing anymore is preparing; which I guess you could say is just being smart in regards to guaranteeing yourself a comfortable—and perhaps socially acceptable—future. But the way I see it, this is not planning or looking out for your best interests, but rather speeding up the process of dying with little attention paid to the actual process of living. As it appears to me, there are very few people who are actually at all concerned with life itself. It seems that everyone is only concerned with the end, the conclusion, the final moment. And this leads me to the question that if nobody cares at all about any moment other than the last, what is the point in living all the rest? It would also seem that there are those who aren’t even concerned with the end at all, but only with what comes after. These are the people who confuse me the most, because frankly, we have nothing to rely on other than faith that there is anything after death. And although I have faith that there is something that follows death, I see no sense in wasting what time we know we have on that belief. We are born, we live, and then we die. Anything further than that is guesswork on our parts. I see no sense in not spending what time we know we have living. Because, I believe that a man who spends each day living it as though it were his last will be much better prepared when that day finally arrives than a man who spends his entire life preparing for that day.

Peace,
Justin