Why don’t you do what you dream?
If you could see above the dimensional axis of time, a person would look like a combination of every moment they had from birth to death, like looking at a whole loaf of bread when lower beings only see one slice at a time. I think of your life along this axis as a linear pathway that is a recording in 4 dimensions. Your consciousness is like the laser reading a CD in your stereo. I think I am a data recording medium like a CD or DVD, and some schmuck from a Type V Civilization is playing me. I’m not just 4D Music, I’m an equation that takes a lifetime to write.
Just me living means that someone is reading me
Please don’t close the book, Bastion!