I have time in abundance– in spades, if you will. A hundred thousand lifetimes left to live and it’s broken me. Wait, no, hear me out, this isn’t about you and it’s all about you, and there’s something here you need to understand. You don’t step through this door until you hear me out, promise me as I promised your mother– there. Two little words aren’t so hard, are they? Not when you’ve got eternity staring you in the face. But this isn’t about living forever and it’s not about dying, it’s about letting go of life.
Think of it, just step back and think— everything that’s important to you now, it’s all about time. Every thought, every wish, every whim– look, name me one thing that drives you that isn’t focused on time and I’ll leave it be. … Ah, see? Four dimensions, that’s what you’re built for. Height, width, depth, and time… if you do this, if you step out of the box, you can never go back. You won’t fit anymore.
Like I said, it’s broken me and it’ll break you.
Stay.
Please.
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