What hope?

Life doesn't stop here. Not after you have had a nice trip.

No.

If it ever should stop, then that would be the day that pigs fly. Or when cows jump over the moon or when you hang yourself over a tree branch. Something like that.

Life ends when there is no hope to hang on to anymore.

Thats when it ends.

There's still lots to try on to bring you down once again - 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger' and stronger it does make you to hold everything you hold dearly to yourself vanish into obliveince.

By then, family, friends, special people in your life won't matter at all. At all.

That's what everyone should aim at. Because by then we would achieve what it wants us to believe. That there is no hope in this world.

And that my friends, is supposedly, where I am going.