If you could live your life again after you died,
would you choose to?
What would happen if you did?
Would you make the same choice again?
For forever?
Every memory would be immortalized,
yet lost in time at the same time — for all eternity
Each moment perfect bliss – for always and after, and after.
Every moment hell, every moment heaven.
"Why Mr. Anderson? Why, why? Why do you persist?"
"Because I choose to."
And I choose to live this life again, again.
Because every memory precious.
Every memory worth beyond what words could hope to describe.
Immortalized by the style and design of every fraction of each moment.
Every moment and memory as fractions of eternity.
This is my ethos, resounding - repeating – in heaven I'm knighted.
I can't be dead.
"Do you often dream things that happen... just as you dreamed them...?"
"Not exactly..."
