...What space and what time? What body is this I inhabit? And what road is this I travel? What world is this? This is the world in which I live, until it's that in which I did and then this world, this world that is, is but a world that was.
The never
We know not how long we have, only that we have not long, for the world it is until it isn't and then perhaps it never. Was it really ever?
Woe is man?
Woe is man to whom so much is given only to be taken. But life was given and perhaps it is to enhance appreciation that we have it taken.