There was a time I was basically an extremist in this way of thinking , my hedonistic outlook was that both the future and past are concepts and not even remotely as real as right now which became a pretty self-destructive attitude. I've faced a lot of death recently from a good friend of mine having a very unlikely heart attack at 25, to seeing people I've worked with full-time switching from being a conscious person to a lifeless mass, it's such a headfuck because based on my experience even the most amazing memories end up as nothing more than an imagined concept when you're writhing around in bed dying. Sorry to be so morbid but it's been a tough week and I hope for some re-assurance...