How do you value life?

To me, life is valuable simply because the person living it only has one. That sentient being only has one chance to do anything. Another person has no right to take that away from them (unless they do nothing but harm with they’re freedom).

Be…here…now.

(see: The Precious Present)

Life is a precious gift from God. For the same reasons we shouldn’t judge people, we shouldn’t think of it as our place take someone’s life, or to treat it like garbage. God is the only one that has power to give life. Who are we to take it away.

It only has value to the extent you make it valuable. Most people value it and, if given the choice, don’t want to die. But there are people who don’t value it, and are comfortable with dying. Don’t get too attached to it, though: you are going to die someday, for sure!

Life is simply the most incredible wonderful miraculous journey I have been on since, well… since I was born.

Value?

It is priceless.

Discounted cash flows?

Vincent to Max:

Get with it. Millions of galaxies of hundreds of millions of stars, and a speck on one in a blink. That’s us, lost in space. The cop, you, me… Who notices?

Life is the most precious gift we could ever be given.
To wake up each day to see nature at its best is priceless.

Nothing embodies existence more succinctly. We also excel in proportions and beauty, which is evident in our art and music, which brings me joy. I value that joy. I exist to type the words “I value that joy”, so that your eyes can see those symbols, then play an audio representation of the words “I value that joy” in your head, so you can access the memory of what those words mean, and relate to the actual experiential meaning conveyed by all the symbolism. We are damn good at what we do.

Not to mention a rock does only one thing: be a rock. We can do just about anything we set our minds to.

In small ways we are all valuable to someone in our lives.
I have a neighbor who saw me shoveling snow one day by myself, decided to come out and help me. Soon after that other people came out and where helping each other. When I got done with my car I continued to help other people. One small act of kindness started the whole cycle of kindness.
So my point is life is valuable because we effect each other, good or bad, like a domino effect and learn from everyone. Sometimes in a small way and sometimes in a huge way.

Life to me is finally getting it clear in your skull that each time you wake up may be your last and to not fuck it up by not tearing it up any which way you can every waking minute of that day…starting NOW!

Six months ago I would have given a very different answer. Over this time, I have gone from a tremendous joie de vivre to utter suicidal despair and now the pendulum has swung back to indifference. My life has little meaning to me other than completing what I consider to be my duties, basic existentialism. All that I truly valued in life ended in a car crash on 6NOV09. Now, life is not something I value but merely tolerate, I perform my required duties to the best of my abilities. Life is something that I tolerate at best. There is satisfaction is performing a task well, but at about the same level as checking off an item on a checklist.

Half off on Mondays.

This is something I’m trying to figure out for myself at the moment. Life is precious and fragile, you only learn this through trial and tribulation. It is important not to forget the things you tell yourself when you are feeling worthless, because those are the same things that have kept you going and allowed you to be where you are now.

Yep, be here NOW!

Life is about experiencing not endless rumination about value. lol

Animals are present with the what isness at all times, they look, watch, experience without the complications of mindstuff, worry, projection, futurising, living in the past, making up stories about how things should/shouldn’t be the way they are.

Most humans are rarely truly present in the moment, always somewhere else in their minds. lol

Take a lesson from the real ‘experts’.

I value my life given the amount of anxiety I have and the amount of love I have – if the latter far outweighs the former, all’s good.

I don’t. It just is, and I get through it the best way I can.

I’m with @Simone_De_Beauvoir on this one… apart from the fact that even in my darkest moments I still value the experience…

How do I value my life? How can I not value my life? It’s the only thing I have that truly matters. Without life, nothing else is possible, or, to be specific, I can not be aware of anything unless I am alive.

Why not commit suicide and have it over with? You only get one chance with this gift: life. Even if it is more painful than you can bear and the pain will go on forever, you still have only one chance. If you decide to give it up—no more chances.

I have considered suicide. I have experienced that kind of pain. I considered it, but I rejected it. I learned that the idea of suicide is a way of telling myself that I am in incredible pain.

That seems like a big “duh!” Except there are two kinds of pain. There is the pain you feel in every nerve of you body and in every moment of consciousness. That’s one kind of pain. Then there’s your awareness of the thing called pain. That awareness also comes with it’s own gift. It says that there doesn’t have to be pain. Not forever. By realizing you are experiencing pain, you point it out to yourself, instead of being totally involved in it. It provides you with separation from the pain.

That’s how suicide—or the thought of suicide—is useful. It is the place from which you can get out. If you get out, then life can seem like a gift again.

Some people take that idea of suicide in a different way. They think of it as a demand for a plan and the execution of the plan. That’s when you haven’t separated yourself from your experience. Then you are just an animal, carrying out it’s programming.

Indeed, some of us are programmed to give up the only gift that matters. Some of us manage to beat that programming, and when we come back, we have been changed. We have each received another gift. It’s as if we’ve received the gift of life a second time. It’s like other near death experiences. It can give you the need to give back to the gift.

It is a wonderful thing to come back from the dead. I just hope I never have to do it again.

$6.95

My value is fer play and honor.

To value something you must first understand it. And in my understanding, there is nothing that can be expressed that could accurately compared, described or encompass, for life in reality is all good things.

I know many do not yet understand this, but if you will search you and find you, then you may know what I mean, for no one can teach this to you.

@kess Yes, you either get ‘it’ or you don’t.

If you’ll let me seperate loss of life from loss of self I don’t give a damn about life. If you could die while cumming and having adrenaline pump through your head, all your need is faith. Which I don’t have, otherwise I wouldn’t be talking to you. I want to say lol but something inside me says I may need to rejoin the land of the sane.

I value life easily.If I’m alive and breathing that’s ggod.If I’m not that’s not good.