the long run

in the long run we're all dead. let's twist it then. if in the long run we're all dead, we might as well not move an inch towards anything, for all goals will be irrelevant. there will be nothing to achieve if we achieve something just for the empty satisfaction of knowing we'll be dead and unable to enjoy it further. but we can also thing that if in the long run we're all dead - which, sadly, is true - then we might as well aim for the short run and do everything we can and enjoy it as much as we can, as futile it might be. well, truth be told, we don't know what lies beyond death. it might be nothing, and as we snuff out of existence we just snuff out of existence. there might be heaven and hell, or maybe not heaven and hell but just something anyway. we don't know. the afterlife - or afterdeath - might as well be a terribly boring place, and we better have fun while we're alive. or, in the other hand, it might party all day and night long, so all the fun we have here in our earthly world will seem redundant once the holy-gin-and-tonic starts flowing beyond our coffin. who knows.