Perhaps one of the reasons why people do not contemplate looking for the truth on a deep level, or going to look how to do the really right thing that they can do, is because they feel, for some reason, that their lives are over. Not so much that they expect to die in a few months -- if they actually believe that, and it's true, then maybe there isn't much more left to do in their lives. But rather, "life being over" in the sense that the moment has passed, like a band that has its big moment in the sun, leaves a mark on the record of music, and then recedes to a long twilight in which they record, tour, or fade out. Some people say that once you get married, your life is over, as though the succession of dates before marriage shape you, and when you settle into your final self, "life is over". (It had better be your final self, since you've chosen your final mate.)
Is life really over? If you think it is, it is. The truth is something outside of you and your life. If it is still true that there are people who suffer, and who are at risk of the second death, then you have an ethical reason to call into question your interpretation of your life being over.
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