Nature held us, higher brain existence, thirst of experience. A blurb.

Nature held us before we were, and nature will welcome us back when we cease consciousness, my friend. 

A prolonged elapsation of higher brain functions gawking into it's own measure of eternity. 

We drink deep of experience and time, but never to be fulfilled, to churn and roil and vibrate as if in agony--until, at once, "blessed are the sleepy...", we blink into eternity and out of these mundane concerns.