The Moments We Live For

If you died tomorrow, if some kind of disaster struck and removed you entirely from the world, would the choices you’d made with your life to date matter?

Would it matter what you had accomplished? Who you had loved? If you had saved another’s life? Would your life’s work have meaning? Would there not be at least a single day in the course of your years that managed to have repercussions beyond the limits of your own knowledge and time?

I know very, very few people who would say, “no, none of it matters.” It’s a nihilistic and bleak point of view to maintain, that the inevitability of the final conclusion — for indeed, we are all mortal — overrides the importance of what one does along the journey. To be human is inevitably to face death. The moments we live for, before the end comes, are what define us.

Even though this extract is not of my own writing, I tend to get extremely philosophical as we progress further into the night and switch to reading prose along the lines of this (although, granted, this particular article goes on to describe the success of a game as opposed to a philosophy of life). At this rate, university nights sure will be interesting…

Source: kotaku.com

In between a throat infection and a French oral examination, life seems to be filled with an incredible amount of chaos now (entropy levels are increasing as per the theory of heat death but still…). Thankfully, there’s a calm after the storm as well as before, so in between now and the beginning of the mass-revision periods that will lead up to my GCSEs hopefully I’ll have more time for other activities (yes, Tumblr is a part of the loosely coined term ‘activities’). 

But, before anything, I must first watch Danshi Koukousei no Nichijou. 

(a hyperlink; it really is that awesome!)