Why do scientists still take great pains to search for the cure for cancer, despite knowing that all men, disease-free or not, are bound to die anyway?
Why do people choose taking a fairly safe job over leading a kind of life they really want almost every time, despite knowing that they will make ends meet and survive somehow anyway?
Why are men still afraid to jump off life's cliffs and let go despite knowing that their current state of reality is but temporary?
Is this really just a self-preservation thing (some innate driving force implanted in the recesses of our soul/body that prevents us from straying away from our "default human nature mode")? Or is there more to it?
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