We can talk about the joy of life all we want, but what keeps us going is mostly inertia. "We just go." "Just going" is mostly enough. It got us here anyway. It can be depended on to get us to where "it all just peters out." You could make a case for all of us just waiting to dwindle away into nothing, with each of us, in our own way, being answers to the question: "In the meantime, what?" I'm going to go out asking the questions that beg to be asked, and saying the things that cry out to be said, and laughing at the all of it, as "much to-do about nothing." We make such a to-do over things that simply do not matter because they are important to us at the time. And we carry them out as though they are important. Living as though it is important that we live is the central axis-- the Axis Mundi-- around which everything coalesces. It is what holds it all together. I water the lawn, knowing everything I water, including me the water-boy, is going to die, but in the meantime, I'm going to live as though we will all be here forever, and a little water will help us on to the petering out place. Which is where we are all going, but how we get there is the thing. Let's get there helping each other along the way! Watering the lawn! Doing the necessary-even-though-superfluous things: the thoughtful little kindnesses, the wonderful expressions of grace and compassion, the beautiful gestures of attentive, caring, presence, the amazing combinations of elegance and frivolity, the gaiety, the joy... If it doesn't matter how we live, let's live as though it does-- anyway, nevertheless, even so! Why not?