Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb 2 down the middle of the great street of the city. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations.
There's nothing of value to be said here. Where is the end, there is the end. The end is the end and the beginning is long gone. Sorry Sorry Sorry