Death is so named, to describe the inescapable condition of being: that one day we will cease to be. This finite word brings a feeling of loss, and the pain and mourning that comes with it stirs up a disturbing connection to the finite. A cold, dark void that reminds us that nothing that is something, is to last forever. Once you have met it by being confronted with an ending of something that you did not want to let go of, the world will be forever...