Thanks to **Lobsang, Joe Random, jastu, Yumblie, and fishbicycle ** for answering this question. I’m disappointed that more people didn’t respond since I find this to be a fascinating revelatory exercise. I have asked this question of many people and I was surprised at the number of people who didn’t hesitate in responding “No, no, no.” And many of them gave every outward appearance of being happy. (Just so you know where I stand, I would choose annihilation over repetition.)
It once occurred to me, as it has to other folk, that it is conceivable that an individual’s conscience is a result of determinism, and that if the universe is made of finite stuff in perpetual flux (expanding to its limit then condensing to its limit) while cycling through every possible permutation of its fundamental components, then our conscience is a perpetual repetition of the same permutation.
A person realizing this, if it is true, essentially asks himself the question of the OP. “Is my life an eternal heaven or hell?” I once thought of this realization as a form of enlightenment where your perpetual happiness is, in that instant, delivered into your hands alone. “Can I,” you might say to yourself, “from this moment on, and regardless of the pain I have suffered to this point, transform my life into one that I would be happy to live over and over?” In a sense you become your own savior. (Consider the religious concepts such as forgiveness, selflessness, even resurrection, which begin to come into play in your “salvation”.)
Imagine, a lifetime of sorrow, failure, embarrassment, abuse…all wiped away (in this most extreme of examples) in a moment of perfect happiness, understanding, and peace, in the moments before death.
Maybe we can turn our “no” answers into yesses.