Ashes to Ashes

I don't know which way is up anymore, he thought.  I don't know where it begins, or where it ends.  The sun harnesses the ability to destroy everything on our planet.  One day we'll all be caught with our pants down in a glorious red and yellow fiery blaze.  The oceans will dry up.  Life will cease to exist.  Mind will cease to exist and all the knowledge we've come this far to savor about our universe will be lost, forever.  He looked up at the clouds through the spaces between the leaves of a nine-hundred foot tall tree.  Unless, of course, there is life out there.  There are too many stars not to be harboring other life forms.  Carbon is everywhere!  I hope we haven't come this far just to be erased.  What is our purpose?  What is...  Suddenly, the ground beneath him shook violently without moving a single molecule in his entire body.  The sky turned black and then white and then black again.  What the...  The sound that the shaking made was like no other.  Then everything went silent and he began to fall.  WHAT THE...  Falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, down, down, down, down, down, down, down.  Where is the bottom?  How much longer will I keep on falling?  Will it be a few more seconds?  A couple of minutes?  An hour?  Eternity?  Why can't I see the bottom?  He flipped over to look the opposite direction while in mid-air.  Why can't I see the top?  How long has it been?  I've lost all track of time.  I have no sense of it.  It's neither dark nor bright.  It just...is.  Falling, falling, falling, down, down, down, down.  If I keep falling like this and don't reach the end, I'll die of starvation or dehydration!  But if I reach the end soon, will it be a sudden stop killing me instantaneously, crushing all two hundred and six of my bones, and spreading my insides a hundred feet in every direction?  Or will it be a slow decent onto a pile of assorted  toss pillows?  It's so quiet.  I don't understand.  Why can't I hear the wind rushing passed my ears?  I'm clearly falling.  How fast am I falling though?  Why me?  How did I get here?  When did I start falling?  Where is this?!  His pupils expanded enveloping his eyeballs.  Where's the bottom?  I just wish I could stop fal

He got what he wished for.

99 Bottles of Beer on the Mind...

Life is like a bottle of beer.  

At the beginning, you are excited because you have this whole bottle of beer ahead of you.  

A few sips later, you're embracing its flavor and admiring how refreshing it is.  

Halfway through, it's not quite as cold and fresh as it was when you opened it.  

Now, you don't look forward as much to the rest of your beer, so you drink it faster.

You lose appreciation and you are no longer mindful of its flavor.

Before you know it, you're near the end and you think to yourself, where'd it all go?

Remember to drink your beer sip by sip.

Don't drink it too fast.

And never forget, that the end of a bottle is just the beginning of another.