Nothing New To See Or Be Here 4

If we we're in fact to know Ahead of time what is to come and we're we go Where and what we can and should expect What exactly would be the point of that And why on earth would we choose to even carry on at all Because a life devoid without the possibility or prospect of unexpected suprise and jeopardy Never knowing what lie's around the next corner or is to come at any point or given moment To me is a far worse fate to contemplate and fear Than death itself and the afterlife has to offer As to me the only difference would be Better off rather to be dead Than to be both dead yet still alive simultaneously at the same time With no hope or possibility of parole playing out groundhog day perpetually With nothing new to see and no more room in your closet left to fill As every space is taken up with been there done that got enough t-shirts to last me for this lifetime until the next