Gravity... And time: Racing, laughing, Nipping at our heels... Wagering on which Will bring us down. Basal inertia. Three score and ten. Not enough, not nearly enough. Weep, then. That's it; All you'll get. Always has been Always will be. Not enough. Poor disenheartened man: Knowing that he may not know all. Not enough time, Too much gravity. Drag, drag, tick tock. Wearing away the muscles Wearing away the bones Wearing away the brain. Too much gravity Not enough time. Time... Gravity... Racing towards the Catastrophic entropy. Or maybe not.