You're right, we are all doomed. But death isn't the point, life is. Life is there to be experienced and enjoyed while it lasts - not lived like an airport terminal while you wait for your "holiday".
And why? What makes life enjoyable the way we can enjoy it? What enables us to recognize certain moments of luck, success, love, pain and wrath as unique, and why do we never forget many of them? What's the spice in the soup of our soul? Death.
To be aware of the fact that absolutely everything within and around us is fleeting is the
reason why I enjoy to live, why I'm sometimes suffering from life and why I'm able to love and to hate. Mortality is a blessing, it is what life makes a promise to me.
But I guess that's a completely different matter to discuss.
By saying "death is a holiday", I just meant that it undermines the moral responsibility you're talking about, because noone really
must care about what the future holds behind the horizon of his own existence. Some people might be noble and worry about this nevertheless, as you are apparently one of them, what I really mean as a compliment. But others just don't. I
do care, but I'm not too worried about the fate of humanity, rather about the damage we probably will inflict on this world in the future. Our number has grown out of any reasonable measure.
Oh, and of course I'm looking after my house. I'm glad to have one.
Edited by Imdrar, 06 December 2010 - 06:52 PM.