Endings.

Nooooo.  I'm NOT ending.  At least til I'm called Home.  This could be as broad and esoteric as you like.

Like the painting in Spock's quarters depicting Adam and Eve being expelled from Eden.  When asked, he explained that with all endings are beginnings.

I'm tempted at times to just stick . and leave it at the lol.  I, most of all, extolling Freedom, proclaim free will ie, thinking for oneself.  How dangerous.  Risky.

There is no end.  Collectivists like to define endings.  They try to bully us into believing that they have all the answers.  They do not.  And their insecurity drives them to control, because they lack self.  The nature of hell.

There are endings, however.  That comes when we bid adieu to collectivism.

It's not order out of chaos.  It is taking command of ourselves.

We face their threats, we fight fear.

Ending lies.

Forever truths.