The ideal death sentence

What would you do if you were told that you only had one week left to live?
What about if you only had a month to live?
What if it was a year?
What about 5 years, 10 years.
And so on
What if you only had one lifetime to live?

Live every day as if it were the only one and you will never amount to anything. This is the problem for people who have seen through the red dust of the world but still, for whatever reason, continue to breath it in. Life is a miracle, the sky is an endless dream of colours, grass sings on the slopes of a volcano, a dragonfly hovers for a moment before alighting on a child's outstretched finger.

But still we must eat, shelter, mate, trade, and write our theses on symbolism in medieval Mongolian love poetry.