Earlier I had a bee in my bonnet. I was planning a post decrying reincarnationalists as frustrating soft soapers. The oil slick on the sea of spiritual urgency.
I was going to moan about how saying someone else has a hard life because they earned it in a past life is morally reprehensible. I was going to rattle on about how looking to the next life or six to pack in all your learning is tantamount to an excuse for lifelong procrastination and looking after number one.
I really really was going to make the point that all the noisy ones (and perhaps the quiet ones are better, but as they don't speak up, theres no telling) seem either to be constantly concentrating on past lives or future ones, in preference to the one they're in. Result = it doesn't matter how many lives they've got, this one's wasted. If you have an hour to study or clean house you don't go look at the photo album instead.
If the idea of only one life to get the point is terrifying to you - then good. Wake up and start working on it, instead of bolstering up the masses that live for the next public holiday or purchase or other amusement.
Yup. Thats what I was going to say (barring a few disclaimers about possible extenuating circumstances such as early death, and God having the last word.)
Except now I can't be bothered.