Oblivion I can handle. Dashed from existence is disturbing. I was naive, but if I wasn't, I might have been shattered. That's the blessing of innocence. But even if there were, and the child should acquire a few more articles of clothing to cover its innocence, each serves well as a diversion, where each most certainly has already inspired some form of distractive activity.
Ignorance works for our general purpose.
If we want to live for centuries, we better have a great capacity for forgetfulness. Non plus ultra' lights mortally wound the soul. There are a great many mysteries from which to select and add a little darkness to old age light. Otherwise, we face those tiny vacuous moments of impending doom, when we have run out of diversions. If this should become a pattern, one is truly in a crisis.