Eternity

If we are given eternity, we would wish for an end.  In the multitudes of eons and epochs that pass, we would continuously die without the physical manifestation.  In man's inability to fathom our own non-existence, we have tried on countless occasions to make ourselves eternal.  But I tell you, an eternity, no matter what the company, is worse than any hell I can imagine.  So you ask me what I desire?  What I desire is an end, once and for all.  I desire to see the world in my time and admire it in its own context.  Not eternal, not divine, but mortal, and fleeting.  And what a glorious thing it is that I live in a time where I can see the universe in that light.  Eternity is only beautiful from the stance of mortality.