While watching a "Twilight Zone" marathon on January 1 of this year, I saw this "After Hours" episode from 1960. I've been thinking about it sporadically for the past 7 months and recently realized... It's exactly what each individual existence is about! We briefly emerge from the dumbness of the ether and get to experience colorful, organic life... when we sense (aka "get broad hints") that it's time to go back into the ether, we're extremely (understandably) reluctant to do so. Yet those of us who ain't willing to be tortured ghosts DO ultimately return to The Void, accepting the natural scheme of things, fairly giving others their turn.