“Finding Meaning in the Face of Death.”
That was the title of an article I came across recently,
and I'll admit I don't like that title.
Here's why:
I'll grant we live in a society
where motivation is scarce.
(Disagree? Look at space travel, Cold War to now;
voter turnout in the *perfect* democracy of the US;
the fact that procrastination is so prevalent it's become a joke.*)
Even so, I would argue that if you need death to arrive at your door
before you find meaning,
you probably haven't taken a good look around.
More importantly, it implies we're not all dying every day:
"In the Tibetan philosophy, Sylvia Plath sense of the word,
I know we're all dying, right?"
Right.
If you want death or lack of time as your great motivator,
consider that every second past is a second forever gone,
and that you live through 30 million seconds
every year.
That ought to give you a good running start, no?
* Google search: "procrastination memes"