At the end of the universe, at the end of this material world, there is a bar, in which you'll drink your last drink.
You say, whatever you have to say, to the bartender, who doesn't have a mouth. He wont retell the story, he will listen to you, he will see you with his all-seeing eye, he will find out everyhing about you. You will pay your bill, the check of your entire life. All will be accounted for, the material body will be shot out through a recycling pump, and you will leave through the exit of this world.
And what comes on the other side? We can only speculate and ponder.
