Assume you never get tired of the pleasure in heaven, and you never get used to the torture in hell.
Lmao this is such a stupid scenario, but I love putting incomprehensibly large numbers in absurd contexts like this. Like yeah, no brainer that infinity is vastly incomprehsibly largererer than Graham's number, of course nothing is worth going to hell that long for.
But uh, Graham's numbers is a lot of years. For all intents and purposes it's just never coming compared to the characteristic time scale of human thought.
I feel like if I got hit by a truck this evening and went into non-existence I'd be fine with it. I've kinda been that way my entire life. Life fucking sucks.
Probably the non-existence one