Why is there life?
The story
I've been obsessing about this for a long time.
Why? Why are we alive? Why give life when it's easily taken away?
I don't want to die, that's scary. But I know that it's because that I've been given life that I'm scared of it being taken away.
I still have a long way to get there, but sometimes, I think really hard about it and it gives me this ugly feeling in the chest.
I want to believe that there's something beyond death but I just can't do it. How do people not think about their short lives? How can they live not thinking about their inevitable death? Because it gives me pressure, it pressures me to HAVE to leave something on earh, something that proves that I was once alive, something like a big invention, to be famous, inspire people.
Please, someone, anyone, make living forever possible. I don't want to leave my life, I want to stay here, read everything that exists, do everything that it's possible to do. I don't want to leave incomplete, without those I love, without the things I like to do.
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This story definitely resonates with me. I've often thought about the idea of mortality—it’s quite the existential conundrum. I totally get that ‘ugly feeling in the chest’ you mentioned, grappling with the impermanence of it all. It’s tough and daunting to imagine a void after life. I feel the same pressure to leave an indelible mark, kinda like an eternal footprint in the sands of time. Once when I was young I dreamt of creating a groundbreaking innovation—something for humanity to remember me by. As for living forever, it feels like chasing a mirage; science can be so cruelly finite. It’s hard to accept, and honestly, I haven’t found the answer yet. But maybe there's a way to quench this existential thirst. 🙂
Life’s impermanence can be daunting, yet it imbues each moment with profound value. While I agree that there's pressure to leave a mark, I believe fulfillment isn't solely found in grand achievements; rather, it often lies in daily joys and simple connections with others. My personal journey has taught me to embrace life's fleeting nature as an opportunity for gratitude. In my view, death isn't just an end but a natural part of life, encouraging us to live more meaningfully.
Focusing on present experiences can be comforting and inspiring; we can find contentment in the legacy of kindness and love we share with those around us.
not sure anyone will ever have a real answer to this question 🙂