To be is to be perceived. and so to know thyself is only possible through the eyes of the other. The nature of our immortal lives is in the consequences of our words and deeds that go on apportioning themselves throughout all time. Our lives are not our own; from womb to tomb, we are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness we birth our future.
Thanks to Cloud Atlas and David Mitchell
We got a very small sample:
Yes there is Heaven, but only when we reach perfection;
and hell, if we decide to live by evil forever.
“Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.” ― David Mitchell