The Value of a Life

I am a dreamer. Not in the usual sense, I suppose.. In the unusual sense. I don't dream about money about jobs, places or power. I dream, a creative swirl, questioning wonder everything around me to be seen and forgotten I don't know who I am, or what I am I know not if I have purpose or exist merely by chance. But this life My life? Your life? all life? This life. It is filled with infinite possibilities in one life time- In one lifetime? In a hundred? In a thousand? This world could not be explored in a lifetime But in how many Lifetimes? To measure ones existence based on the accomplishments you've completed be it by a % Is miniscule too complete every task fathomable- and unfathomable, that is to say experience everything in one life time? Maybe 10? 100? 1,000 Maybe a 100,00, the number of things on this world alone seem uncountable. But in 15,000 lifetimes when you're close close to everything Would space travel be a thought? What then.. my infinite lifetimes finally completed, I have tried everything on earth But this? This multitude that is this solar system? This universe this galaxy.. to even name it seems impossible! There are so.. so many lifetimes I could live and yet never live them all. We all have but one. Every breath finite, one breath closer to Unfathomable. I know not yet of all in life, who am I to worry and wonder at deaths door. There will be plenty of time that later- perhaps enough to fill 100 lifetimes?