The Bright Day of the Soul
Just to be blunt, what is the point of living forever if you cannot live happily ever after? In other words, do we want our ordinary lives, with all of their messes and hassles, to go on indefinitely? To keep working like dogs, to be bored during a rainy Sunday afternoon, to suffer for love or for the lack of it, to feel lonely, and so on? In short, why would someone repeat the banality of life forever and ever?