Hope Against Hope

When we get to the.  .  .ahem. . . latter end of the stages of man, one notices more the reality that we all share. We lose the bloom of youth, and the status quo of middle age and start to decline, some ever so slightly, some more so, but if we live long enough, we see that no one is spared, not even the most successful of stars, or entrepreneurs, believers or non-believers. And no avoidance the material world can provide will distract us any longer. It is either meaningless or Meaning Exists.