It goes without saying. That is my answer to the final question of the first film. Right now, at this moment I am literally in a trance like state. My face has a stoic feel to it, so I must assume that my expression matches it. Questions like these I have been contemplating for years. I remember the first time I did so. I was in the back seat waiting for my grandmother to take her seat in her red Cadillac while I resided patiently in the white leather back seat. My mind began to journey in my temporary moment of solitude on what felt like a warm spring or summer afternoon. I began to contemplate what life was. I wondered about consciousness, relationships and communication and whether or not they made sense. I began to contemplate life as a possible illusion. The thoughts were more detailed, mind you, because I wasn’t familiar with such terminology, however, the concepts I did despite the fact that I was four years-old and one year shy of kindergarten.
I have to say, that here I am again, and I just really don’t know. I don’t think any of us know whether this occurs and whether or not we’d do it all over again. Even those in the greatest of life’s hardships, such as inmates, the critically wounded, and the homeless, beg or fight for their lives when in peril of being shut-off. Would I do it again? I just have two hopes. One- I can still have my same children and family; two- Barring, that their aren’t great changes (my daughters) I would hope to have the option of making better decisions at certain points, kind of like reading the “Choose your own Adventure” book series.
-Jeremy Watkins (M.G.)
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