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?
I'm not anti-Christian. I'm anti-stupid.