Something dies and in a final fleeting moment emits it's last spark of life, the end of the tether. In the same way, something is born and in the first fleeting moment, somewhere within the nanoseconds of time, is that intial spark of life. It is a linear process, in that nothing ever really ends but gives itself to life anew, becomes reborn.
Even within a life there are infinite metamorphoses. Nothing remains the same, nor can it with all the will in the world. So, we offer you Whenyoung anew, Whenyoung reborn, Whenyoung in perpetuity and Whenyoung as it always was.
Slán go fóill,
Andrew.