Granted, but you end up overshooting and dieing by means of your body devouring itself
I wish I could turn back time and never meet Sam... so he could never hurt me
granted, but noone else appreciates your work.
in a very vincent van gogh manner you passionately end your own life
and become an immediate phenomenon afterwards.
Granted, you will now be confined to a dark, cool, moist corrugated iron shed filled with shelves and shelves of trays of mouldy cow manure sprouting forth the mushrooms people eat.
Enjoy.
I wish I had a real starship (Star Trek variety) with full features and armed crew completely loyal to me personally.