What if I told you that you could live forever? That you would never die from sickness or old age. You would never age, frozen forever at the height of your youth. The only way you could die, would be if you genuinely wanted to die and then drink poison.
You probably imagine a perfect romance. Where both of you live happily ever after and have a family and a never-ending fairytale. Why would anyone want to die?
But the sad truth is that you would probably lose your mind at the prospect of eternity.
One of the reasons we are so driven to live our life, if because we know it could end at any moment. Life is a stage, you are the main act, but your curtain has to fall eventually. And the applause will eventualy fade away and no one will remember you. The sad truth is that there is no such thing as eternity, even fairytales have to end.
Would it be possible to live forever while people around you start to disappear. When the final curtain calls, will you take the well-deserved bow and say your final farewells, to the standing ovation? Or will you stay on, until you are facing an empty room and the lone applause of Eternity.
