Rock is like a healthy, fruit producing Tree, a very hard, and greyish tree where the trunk is made of a boulder and the leaves are throwing roc---- Uh, anyway,
Rock is like a Tree, you forget about it, then eventually you start to forget to water it, make sure it's getting enough light, and stop paying attention to it all together.
Then the tree of rock withers away and dies. When we notice the dead remains of Rock, we try to make up for our loss by making a completely new tree out of dog ♥♥♥♥.
Needless to say, the new tree lasted only two days before a mighty force sent down Hellfire Troops to burn the crap out of the tree, because the Tree was producing sound that was making said mighty force's ears bleed.
Then we realize, the music industry is dead like a doe walking onto a busy street filled with monster trucks.
But yeah, rock isn't going to die for quite some time, I mean, it's going to be forgotten in the future, but you know, we can still enjoy the fact that more than half the USA still knows that rock exists, right?
.....right?
THE CREED: Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted.
"...That's rather cynical."
"It would be if it were doctrine, but it is merely an observation of the nature of reality.
To say that Nothing is True is to realize that the foundations of society are fragile, and that we must be the shephards of our own civilization.
To say that Everything is Permitted is to understand that we are the architects of our actions, and that we must live with the consequences, whether glorious...or tragic."
-Ezio Auditore da Firenze explaining the Creed, 1514, Masayaf.