One may hope for a kind of immortality in one’s loyalty to truth or by discovering (if possible) an underlying ‘real’ self, ‘the imperishable stone’. For some, such moments of awakening are enough. Once aware that I am a small part of truth, or that ‘I’ names one Atman, which is everywhere, I do not need to hope that this thing here, this body or personality, will persist through time. A Stoic sage, in having ‘the mind of Cod’, or realizing that it is Cod’s dictat which decrees her every thought and move, will feel no greater compunction at the temporal end of ‘this’ or ‘that’ than at the fact that it occupies just so much space, no more. In Stoic terms, they will return in any case, being necessary elements of a world that cycles and recycles endlessly. The tale of the ‘eternal return’ was the stuff of fantasy until some physicists, dissatisfied with a world that had a unique beginning, middle and end, began to wonder if there were indefinitely, infinitely many aeons. Such theories, by their nature, are immune to any empirical verification. Even if the presently expanding universe eventually collapses into the Big Crunch, and then expands again, no information (and no human life) could be carried on from one phase to the other. So theories of this kind (and comparable theories about the many worlds split off from every unpredictable event) remain entirely theories. We can, as always, play with them.