Entropy. All things, good and bad, come to an end. It is the way of the Universe that it will one day succumb to the SIGNIFICANT SUCK and collapse in on itself, or it will experience the BIG BLOW and expand until there is nothing but cold darkness on all sides. There is also a third alternative...it could reach a steady-state, though that is doubtful, and all the stars in it will merely run out of gas along the way. They will become dead, black cinders, but all of those possibilities are the common end product of entropy. In astronomy the first condition in the running down of entropy is simply called Cold Death while the second and third states are known as Heat Death or the Big Freeze. I love best the sound of the second description.... Heat Death. There isn't a day passes that I don't say it to myself a few times. Heat Death.... Heat Death.... It has a pleasant ring to it, don't you think? It could become a mantra for the Clan of the Apocalypse gathered near the eternal flow around a roaring fire, an animated symbol of end in itself. They sit lotus style, hands laid on their knees, palms up, chanting, Oammmmm, Heat Death, Heat Death, beautiful Heat Death...Oammmmmm..., as the hungry flames consume what were once lovely green trees, reducing them to a pile of fine, gray ash that will be scattered on the winds of time. Will there be a Phoenix? No one can say. Probably not.