The last book I read. the last time I winked and smiled, the last time I listened to my favourite song, the last time I felt the rain drops on my face.....
I havent been through any of the lasts I mentioned above, but I havent forgotten that there is one last time that I would be doing these, well except for the reading book thing as I never read a book so there's no last time to that! That reminds me that something that hasn't had a first time doesn't have a last time either! But then what about all those things that have had a first time? The once who's first time were like very long ago, those that we refer to as reality and yes the once who's first time were not very long ago, those that we refer to as mankind's discoveries.....
The rule says that " Anything that has had a first time has a last time"..... well I agree that this is not exactly what the rule states, but is something that we could easily infer out of it, but still does this mean the end of the reality(as we know it) or does it mean the end of mankind's discoveries(that we are proud off). Well whatever may the answer be but trust me I don't want to know it neither do you nor does anyone alive or for that matter dead.
The last dry rose petal to fall on the burning ground doesn't indicate anything nor does the last suicide attempt by a teenager scared to live. The last patch of red grass trampled over by a stampede comprising of all possible species doesnt value its color. The last music record played in the pub down the road means nothing anymore. You might ask "what matters then?" I feel what really would matter is the LAST FROZEN DROP OF LIFE waiting for the warmth of love to come and breath life into it.
