What is ones soul?
Do we go into blackness?
Or as witnessed do we return?
Why do we forget upon the return?
Will the memories be too much?
Would the love of old lives be too much?
Would the comprehension be too great?
The planet will one day die as everything does
Do we hop bodies looking for one to last?
Are we destined for the uploading of our souls?
Will it be ever possible?
Quadrupling life spans to learn and see more?
To manage the discoveries most only ever dream of?
Who gets to decide?
Who would be chosen?
Someone who has been without luck?
Someone who never managed to achieve anything?
Someone expert in many fields?
Would this person not be the most worthy?
The most fitting?
Who would want to live forever?