Life is just like water spiraling down the drain to endless blackness. We try to scrape the sides and hold on as long as we can, but no matter how hard we try we keep going farther down to the deep dark pit of eternity. Chaos surrounds us. Objects come floating by us and we cling to them hoping to get out of the spiral for even a moment, just to get thrown off and end up even farther down the spiral then we would have been on our own. Eventually the endless chaos of life gets to some and they begin to paddle to the blackness. Welcome it even. Where is the survival line that keeps us out of the blackness? when does the chaos end?
