Suppose for a second that this life is a qualitative test machine. Some larger order is ferreting out essences with less desirable characteristics, and absorbing the gems. In that scenario, the design of the mechanism, to function properly, would include the imposition there is only one chance. Only one life. As soon as the essence becomes aware of an extended existence, their test becomes non-effective because every decision becomes a rationalization against a later opportunity. Life could be nothing more than relative. Since we’re faced with this ominous mysterious death, facts say what is YOU only exists in this way now, one time. This imposes the possibility of certainty. A clean imposition of one chance, one opportunity. No dithering. All these relative doctrines out there, they are not even first level relativity. The first step is to play ignorant of the obvious, then, masturbate away. You are completely detached. This is your opportunity. But, you ignored the truth, top tier. You’re not kidding me. I just laugh. The measure of a man, is a man. You can’t hide from it. Stop trying. It’s old pathetic thinking.