On The End Of The World

I believe that this world will end, just like the things that inhabit it would die, break or no longer be the same as it was. I believe in the transitory state, a state whick none ever stay the way it was.
Even atoms degenerate.
To fret whether the world will end or not is pointless, it's going to end anyway. To fret on the end of the world is like to fret the end of one's life. It's going to come whether we try to stop it or not.
Like shouting to everyone that tomorrow will come.
The end of the world to me is like tomorrow undefined. You don't when it's coming, but you know it will. Try to stop it, and with further thinking you'll realize, Its all to no avail.
This too will end.