I suppose it all comes down to whether you believe in fate. If you were to ask me—and I am no great philosopher—I would tell you about two very different films.
The first is Krull: in it, a race of giants sacrifices an eye to see the future, only to be deceived; the only thing they manage to see is the exact moment of their death. The other is Blade Runner, where the replicants only search for more time because they know their expiration date with certainty.
Perhaps, in the end, we are all a bit like Roy Batty in the rain. And, like him, all that remains is to learn to love life until the very last moment.
Oh, how I love those comment! While it introduces me to movies that hold context for my blogpost, it also serves as an encouragement to love life even in our ignorance of what will be.
Ultimately, I believe what we do with the knowledge of anything at all determines a lot. Thank you for this lovely input.