There are those that fall around me I see them but are there people below all of the way down or just layers of falling some feeling flying but for me the pit of my stomach can’t lie and I know I'm moving down its just a matter of time I think but is that what my ancestors said too have others reached where they fall towards already and is it death or relaxation or hard work and rewarding like the end of candide where they escape all of their angst by shoving their hands deep into dark soil