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"The only reason for time is so that
everything doesn't happen at once."
So, there I am, swinging in my hammock with my hat pulled down, thinking how great it would be to have an extra few million-billion-trillion years of life – for starters, anyway – to give me some space to stretch out and really explore this mystical, magical, and marvelous (albeit fictional, fraudulent and false) reality I find myself inhabiting. I could really get some good work done with that amount of time, not to mention all the traveling I could do and all the books I could read, maybe pick up a new language or two, take up an instrument – finally get a little me time. I assume I’d just want to lay around and eat figs and buff my nails for the first few millennia, but after that I’d really get going; start some new projects and get a few nagging to-do items checked off. I might start by stripping and re-treating the exterior of my cabin, assuming it enjoyed the same scale of longevity as immortal me (it would be irksome to have to go house-hunting every few hundred years, or is room and board part of the eternity package? I’m not a big fan of all-inclusive resorts.).
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"Everything happens to everybody
sooner or later, if there is time enough."