The last rabbit hole

life and death

And so, with no expectations for life what so ever.  We head down the rabbit hole.  Not knowing what awaits us at the bottom, but like rats, we keep clawing our way deeper and deeper.  But soon the rat-race will be over.  You know, most things that begin do end, eventually.  Pretend for a moment, that this is the end, the final hour has come, and soon your worthless, lifeless body will be threw in a wooden box and chunked down your very last rabbit hole.  Im sure you have regrets, things you want to change.  Vnetures you started but not yet have finished.  Well it's too late for that.  The fat lady has sang and you are no more.  The reaper is upon you.  All that you are now is all you will ever be.  What you were mean't to do from the very beginning, your only prewritten fate, is that you're predestined worm food.  The cycle of life completes one turn, beginning when you are born, ending of course when you die.  Maybe you are born again, and then again maybe you are not.  Yesterday is gone, and tomorrow is too late.  The only time for living is now.