we were born into the fight

I want to say that life is worth living.
WORTH living.
despite it all.
despite how transient it all is.
here today and gone the next day.
despite how fragile and temporal everything is.
including the things we place value on.
it is really as the philosopher says in Ecclesiastes, meaningless.

so then, what would make life worth living.
really.
the enjoyment?
fleeting pleasures?
what is the point.
what really is the point of life if it is all going to just fade into nothingness as time goes on.
and for the those with noble ambitions, what is the point of going down in history and being remembered if the impact you are going to make is only going to last as long as the lifespan of an average person? yes that person will fade away someday too.
and although there might be repercussions on future generations, if future generations are just going to die off (yes its one whole self-repeating cycle), what then is the inherent value of that?
what is the point?
eventually everything dies off.... no?
what is the point of enriching the whole human race if they are going to die out individually, and eventually?
there is no true value in that if you think about it.

And in order for life to be worth living, there has to be some true value in it.
And as we have already agreed, true value cannot have an expiry date.
If not it cannot be considered true value.
Therefore, this means we acknowledge that in order for something to be of true value, it has to be timeless. not restricted by time. it has to last.

Hence the only way in which this life would ever make sense and thereafter be worth living is when we have an eternal cause that we are living for. something that will defy the barriers of time. something that will last. and i mean forever. Yes i know forever is hard to comprehend, sorry i mean it is impossible to comprehend because as we are now in the human state, we are limited, finite beings so obviously there is no way we are going to comprehend forever.
But how about imagining. i think we'll probably have better 'luck' with that.

Reason begets Being. (what i took away from school of thought's lecture)

It sometimes really amazes me how logical people think they are, what with their lives and everything but yet make zero sense when it comes to the purpose of their existence.
And by this i mean...they have to make sense of everything in their lives but they do not make sense of their life in totality. which is really kinda ironic.
because that is like saying there must be a reason why there are road signs on the road but no reason why there are roads.
Well i say.... reason begets being.
it is a simple logic really.
just look around you.
for everything that you see, there is a reason why it exists.
a pen, to write.
an eraser, to erase.
a rubik's cube (being), to exercise one's brain (reason).
nothing exists for no reason.
likewise, we came into being, (were born into this world, survived pregnancy and possibly a 1001 disasters that could have happened to us) because of a reason.
we were born out of a purpose and a reason.
and obviously this suggests a higher power, a supreme being who had a reason for us to come into being just like the way a pen came into being because we wanted (reason) to write.

unfortunately unlike a belt or a guitar, the reason in which we exist is not quite as clear.
why do humans exist?
well... go figure.
haha.
but i would say that there is a generic reason in which we exist, and there is a specific reason in which we exist.
just like the way words exist to carry a message, and how each word adds a different flavour to the message/story.

we are words in a story.
the true meaning of our existence is dependent on an external reason by something greater than ourselves and this is the only way that such a short life could ever possibly make sense, and therefore this makes life worth living.