Forever…
What forever means anyway?
From scientific perspective: This galaxy will be eventually sucked up in a black hole that won the battle royal, all its matter recycled, compressed and forged into a base type of energy, and spit out, returning back to matter. Once it cold down it will become a hot matter star making cloud sup, for new stars to form. So forever cannot possibly means an infinity.
But.. What I can know about it? I am just a stature in a park.
People keep walking around me every day. Some of them even look at me. Some stop to stare, talk to themselves or each other, or do a thing with they weird books with mirrors. Some of them even talk directly to me like to an old friend. Most of time they seek to just talk to someone, or seek for a silent answers.
Lets think about it. What?-- I can possibly know,-- about what is forever?
I am a stature! I had been here longer that many of them are alive! Is forever a metaphor for something that extend a time? Or metaphor, for something that stay for a long long time, longer that fragile human life and its lifespan? Or it is a metaphor, for something that from the story point, don't change and story ends with that as a fact? Like when you don't want to say: "They live happily until they died." When reading a book to a bedridden sick person. So you use a forever instead?
Do forever means, that it don't concern our time window given to us? That our capitol of existence is just a single page containing all our scenes, in a fat thick book, that talk about something forever like?
People do say: "It will stay with me forever." Like, an experience, a read story, a trauma, a lover... But all live things will die eventually. Even I, as a stature, will broke eventually. So do forever is a hypothetical statement, because we don't intent it to change, or expect to be changed? So its forever, until its not anymore. Then is (forever), ever or sometimes.
At this point, we shall ask this philosophical question to Bob. He is a philosopher from university. And a pigeon. He visiting me daily, until he will not. Do he, when the time come: Fly to me for the last time. Sit on my shoulder. Make his last pigeon purr. Fall onto eternal sleep. Then fall down, and don't get up. Do we say?; that he do that, so his soul can stay with me forever?
Then in that meaning; It starts to get a little crowded here. (So many pigeons...)
Then… Just listen to me for a moment!
When I finally broke apart: Do a flock of pigeons, will flow out of me? (Like during a party trick, when a magician doing a performance.) Will be there enough of them, to lift me up, and take me to the heaven? To be with them forever? Lets hope they don't have anti pigeon policy. Like when a gate keeper will see an incoming flock, make a frown, and then pull out a shotgun.
But what I truly can know about it? I am just a stature. That will be here… (forever?)