Past king Lear stage

I hate to say it, but my grandfather is past fiery King Lear stage of gerontological development. He is very much like a little kid. It is startling how difficult the human condition is. The rampages of ages have failed to take him down, but the fraying of the string as it nears its apogee lend to a general malaise of mind where time seems to have fragmented around a breaking body. Grim is the best case scenario for us all.