We all feel eventually what is inevitable. The loss of faith, a feeling that your existence is meaningless, and corrupt. Everyone tries to find a way to cope with it, or looks for answers to all the questions no one knows. Then comes a day when you have to face the truth, accept your fate. You will never know the truth, what really lies outside in the dark, and by the time some understanding comes your way, it is too late. You are already dead. But what you find in the moment of truth is that you were dead all along, life was an illusion, the coda before the end of the show. All you did, all you discovered in a simple life was meaningless, can benefit no one. The cures they sought for you, the things to keep you well, were just temporarily keeping you from a fate that was ever present. You wasted your one and only life, gave it up to blend and fit well in society, wasted years in a job you hated to just get by and be able to work more, striving to live life, when it is obvious that your life is what you do, and you die daily hating it all. Like Susan Ertz said, "Millions long for immortality who don't know what to do with themselves on a rainy sunday afternoon..." If we had immortality we would waste it trying to strive for happiness, since even the immortals need money to get by these days. Extra life is wasted on the American dream that can only be fulfilled by a few, and the few who get it are still unhappy. Money can't buy happiness, but luck and love can't buy it either. It is human to be sad, to be depressed, angry, malicious. It is human to be unhappy. And it is also human to never understand that through it all, we would all be much better off if God had just decided on the third day that maybe humans weren't such a good idea, maybe a creature that felt pain so acutely would not be a good thing to bring into life. You never hear about animals commiting suicide. So why should a human? Since the world corrupts, and in the end, we all want something better, and in the end, we all die still unable to achieve it. The happiest man on earth would walk into heaven only to say, "This is what I was looking forward to?" By our nature none will ever be happy unless all emotion was gone from us. But then, if all emotion was gone, how could you be happy? It is an enigma. All life can be seen in a spiderweb, and we are but only flies waiting to be eaten, yet still struggling against our bonds, unable to accept the inevitable. Death will come to you, and immortality would be a curse. So be happy with what you have, and be careful about what you wish for. Wishes can come true, but many of them never do.