I'll take the risk (of living forever).

I keep getting back to  the same thought. I need forever to take care of business. To live a complete and full life. To get it right. For everything to fall into place. And I’ve become jealous of the creator. Because he/she has given himself/herself forever. So, what about me? I want equal footing with the creator. I want forever. At the very least, I want the opportunity to plead my case. If I can’t have forever, I want a reasonable explanation. Why not? I have a built-in innate desire to continue on the journey of life forever. Maybe the creator knows more than me. And has concluded that would be cruel and unusual punishment. Maybe the creator abhors the fact that he/she can’t choose for himself/herself. That he/she would like the option of suicide. In an effort to absolve himself/herself of the enormous responsibility that comes with creation. And the guilt, too. Especially if one has botched the job. But the thing is, he/she can fix it. If nothing else, erase everything. And start again. From scratch. That’s the one big advantage of having forever. One can try again and again and again. If the creator doesn’t want forever – well, then pass forever on to me.  I’ll take the risk. The responsibility. Even the guilt. I’ll accept the whole package. Everything.  –Jim Broede