After death... How can you be so sure you even exist ?? You don't exist. Neither do I. We only live in the imagination of a nine year old child.
Nous sommes imaginés par ce garçon de neuf ans, confronté à un choix impossible pour lui
Before, he was unable to make a choice 'cause he didn't know what would happen. Now that he knows what will happen, he is unable to make a choice.
