"I find myself in a dark place from here. I can see the outline of my whole life there. I am at fourteen breaking both my wrists and motorcycles. There I am giving the toast of my best friend wedding over there that you legitimate Juventus funeral there. I am in a flight simulator. While my wife gives birth to a girl None of it is any more substantial to me than a dream. I've been dead for eons reduced to nothing but memories memories played over and over and over and over influ blue infant once upon a time one hundred million years ago was may fifth nineteen seventy two. I was teleported thirty-five feet across space. It's six fifteen in the evening. I was disintegrated. Upon over is mm-hmm into nothing. Nothing at all. I'm here again. I'm something in the White House. Three seconds had passed frank three seconds. I'll every three second in eternity a whole life being lived again over and over there I am at fourteen fourteen. Giving the Eulogy of my best friends wedding and there I am breaking my flight simulator while my wife gives birth over and over and over and it just like that I mean something to them I read materialized after three seconds but I know that's not the truth Is the truth is. I'm still in this dark dark place."