(May 7, 2019 at 11:19 am)Mister Agenda Wrote: I enjoy reading books. They have a beginning, a middle, and an end. What would be the point of trying to read a book that continues forever? I could never finish it no matter how hard I tried. What would be the point of having such a thing? In a sense, people are their stories, and though I'd like mine to be long, what's the point of this life if it's just an infinitesimal blip in a story that never ends?
One of the cousins told that the Universe will end when he dies.
He passed on last year.
