Hi.

Consider, please, for one moment, that you're confronted by the lord of hades. After a puff of smoke and a budget-style fireworks display, the skeleton-faced corpse bandit appears and points his boney fingers at you. You hear a booming voice: "Justify yourself! Justify your existence!"

After making a note that the grim-reaper isn't the sort of guy you'd want to be messing with, you decide to clean your soiled trousers before answering him. You think long and hard about the answer, and after roughly ten minutes of trance-like activity, you speak...

So, how would you justify yourself? What makes you believe you have the right to live? Could someone else take your place and have a more fruitful and productive life?

Thank you.