One day, I will cease to exist.
Before you start quoting scripture at me, even if your version of fantastical improbability requiring unreasonable amounts of trust turns out to be correct, this exact version of me in this exact level of reality will cease at some point.
And that scares me, as well it should. Certainly the world at large seems to be wanting it to happen for all of us sooner rather than later.
But there is one thing that brings me comfort.
Everyone else is going to cease to exist too, at some point.
And most deserve it.
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