Human culture has understood mortality forever. It even has notions of tribal destruction and genocide, like biblical stories. What's new is the sense of possible extinction.
Climate, war, fertility, aliens and more. Smart people forecast that we don't make it. If our entire species is ephemeral, just like we are as individuals, what does that mean for...everything?
Species extinction forms a kind of symmetry with specimen death. One could interpret this as a call to make the most of the time we have. One could also feel a sense of futility, that future generations won't occur.
Perhaps a healty approach is to read this as a humbling force. That we've acted as poor stewards of this world, and can feel called to do better.
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