In Heaven, Selves are punished for having wasted their time on Earth – if they were foolishly virtuous and docile when they were sent out to be wild and passionate and fierce.
The punishment fits the crime.
These Selves watch over the lives of their descendants — every shirt ironed, every meeting attended, every newspaper read, every Facebook update and trip to the shops. Every shower, every evening in front of the TV. Every toilet break. Every clipping of the toenails. All the moments when life could erupt into carnival, but caution prevails.
The Selves take notes, write reports and stew in regret.
And so they spend eternity marking the terrifying littleness of life.