Live each day as though its your last?

Which would you truly prefer...to live each day with a sense of frantic striving to accomplish, as though it were the last day of life...or, live each day as though it was the first...not the first day of the REST of your lfie, but first, as in a journey begun, a new experience, an awe filled period of exploration and wonder?

Live each day as though its your last?

that's an interesting understanding you have there on that popular statement. How i look at it is live each day as your last as enjoy every second of it..don't waste time worrying about a problem that existed in the past or that might exist in the future because of today but just spend today like tomorrow might not even come, not in frantic frustration but think about how you treat people and how you are spending the last day of your life..being or trying to be happy by doing the things that make you happy.

Live each day as though its your last?

I guess your first

Live each day as though its your last?

sometimes i seem to like the first idea , where in you actually get to start something and think that it has a deadline and that you have to do it, but i also want to be laid back sometimes and enjoy the journey, humans are like that.

Live each day as though its your last?

I like to live each day as if it were my first, because that gives you the opportunity to start fresh and erase any mistakes or misgivings that may have occurred in the past.

Live each day as though its your last?

The quote tries to allude best, happy, things taken in stride because any writer must convey truth for the good of humanity.

Live each day as though its your last?

Playing video games and chilling. When I'm dead, I'm dead and who will care what I did?

Live each day as though its your last?

I prefer to live each day as if it were a continuation...it may be a chance to bring a fresh perspective but incorporating the yesterdays is part of an ongoing work of accomplishment. The accomplishment of living.

Live each day as though its your last?

If I really said the answer that just ran across my mind I would be banned forever, but I will live until I don't and that is a fact

Live each day as though its your last?

I'd like to live every day for Jesus Christ and each new day is a new adventure.

Live each day as though its your last?

I live each day as it comes, I can't say its my last because I can't predict if its my last.Unless the unexpected happen's, but many people's minds are programed as the next following day is planned especially when people look at their calender or work schedule. You may tell them what they prefer, but in reality their minds are programed for the next day's plan. People may read this then in a little while they"ll forget about it. Good philosophy some ya'll keep it in mind if its relative.

Live each day as though its your last?

I feel like both are too simplistic. You have to plan ahead somewhat, but don't put things off indefinitely, especially things that are important that you can do now.

Basically, go start a 401K and tell your mom you love her.

Live each day as though its your last?

Yes I would do that

Live each day as though its your last?

What a fascinating, befuddling question! Answering it thoughtfully demands pushing through a paradoxical and infinitely regressive exercise, i.e., using what I know to 鈥渦nknow鈥?what I know in order to know which of the two I would choose. OK鈥here was I? Oh, yes.

First, I assume the constraints of time and the end of it (i.e., death) are realities in either scenario.

Living life as if it were the last day of it in the manner you have described (i.e., 鈥渨ith a sense of frantic striving to accomplish鈥? suggests that I have the benefit of knowing what I have missed and how I have failed. Assuming my time to do this is not unlimited, the advantage of this approach is that I would not waste time and effort pursuing experiences which I already know I am likely to fail at, or which my life experience tells me are of no meaning and value. The ability to make these distinctions is in part the result of the beliefs, preconceptions and biases, right and wrong, that I have picked up along the way. I would continue to use these tools to help me focus on what is most important.

The downside is that these tools will (not 鈥渕ay鈥? steer me away, a la Frost in 鈥淭he Road Not Taken鈥? from experiences that could, in fact, enrich my knowledge and understanding of myself and the world around me, thereby paradoxically denying me precisely what I 鈥渇rantically鈥?want to accomplish before time runs out.

On the other hand, living life with a sense of awe and wonder 鈥?tabula rasa 鈥?requires me to imagine 鈥渦nknowing鈥?everything I know, including but not limited to all of the misinformation I have picked up along the way, and doing away with those tools I referred to above that are rooted in and nourished by that misinformation.

This clean slate is both an advantage and a disadvantage. The universe of potential human experience available to me, free of a priori bias, is unlimited (an advantage), but the time I have to explore it is not. Since in this scenario all potential experiences have no intrinsic value (remember, tabula rasa means tabula rasa) other than their availability to be explored, I must also assume that I am after nothing but the experience irrespective of its meaning and value.

The only way to maintain the sense of awe and wonderment is to be incapable of or successfully avoid drawing meaning and value from the experiences my exploration gives me. Tabula rasa vanishes the instant I begin to examine the experience in depth and introduce discernment and judgment, which result in including or excluding certain aspects of the experience from my apprehension. The slate is now written on and we鈥檙e into life as we know it. The alternative 鈥?imagining having absolutely no curiosity about the experience beyond merely having it 鈥?seems utterly passionless and quite incomprehensible.

Of the two states, I would prefer living life as if it were my last day. True, it鈥檚 messy, conflicted, clogged with bewildering choices, value- and judgment-laden, tainted with biases, and most definitely frantic. But these are the sensations that remind us we are passionately engaged with life; and that, to me, is what gives this mortal life its meaning and purpose.

Thank you for asking this question.