Would it be a let down if there's no end? Like, you go your whole life preparing mentally for the end, bracing for it, under stress because of it... And then it just never ends. Only new beginnings...
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Then my suspicion that I am in a coma, or I am already dead would be confirmed.
I am prepared for eternal life.
I am familiar with living out entire lifetimes within the realms of my lucid dreams. Being able to slow down time as long as I desired. I mastered that skill in college. Kept waking back up to this reality and decided to stop spending every spare moment sleeping, because I have a purpose to fulfill within this waking life, and the bedsores became intolerable.
The person who I am now.
The continuity of the story I am now living and sharing with you.
This is just, but one of many infinite selves I have experienced and vividly remember over the duration of my dreams and waking life.
