Walking on a razor blade edge

Life is like walking on the edge of a razor blade – so dangerous and risky. I wonder if those whose only thoughts are to enjoy themselves ever get disappointed by the fact that to enjoy all the time in this world is an impossibility. But diehards don’t bother as they will seek enjoyment even if they have to step on the dead body of friends, family and associates to do so. Don’t they realise that enjoyment in this world is only the sense of relief from difficulties akin to a person undergoing the medieval dunking punishment being hoisted up from underneath the water for a breath of air.