Everything ends – sooner or later!
But, does anything ever end? Don’t most things get recycled and manifest themselves in some other form? Everything has always existed, and always will exist, in some form or other. Nothing ever ends. The universe wastes nothing. Everything is simply recycled.
I look outside my window and see a fallen flower withering away. What looks like an end is merely a beginning for something else. What looks like death for the flower could be life giving for something else.
So, is there any point in looking at 2 distinct stages and terming them as beginnings and endings?
What if I looked at everything as beginnings?