So on the bridge to infinity, standing forlorn, unsure which route will lead me where, no particular care in mind, for destiny is a sure fickle thing, that does not welcome to be tampered with. So therefore, what choices do I hold, other than to be subservient to fate and follow my destiny to where it may lead, whatever the consequence. How some would deride this action and proclaim proaction and correct choices to attain the required outcome. Yet they don't stand here, with no choice other than acceptance of whatever the Gods of fortune have in their playful minds.

Who am I, a mere mortal, to argue or question what the Gods have decided long, long, ago, before I saw the light of day. Is it within my power or ability to question what is in store for me. For surely, the complete puzzle is available to the Gods, so who am I with my limited vision and knowledge to question them; and if I should do so, what would be the effect or response, surely the wrath of the Gods would be far worse than to accept my current fate and graceful surrender to the outcome that is in store for me.

So here I stand awaiting a conclusion to my fate and whether this is the time to cross the bridge into infinity - where awaiting, arms open, are endless souls I have know throughout eternity. Waiting to greet my return from this passage into morality, that was intended only to break the boredom of eternity and provide a source of reflection and memories to think about until I can visit this place again - sometime in a far off future.

"What we do in life echoes in eternity". Marcus Aurelius 121~180 AD