So the saga that never ends that is my life. Hm, I suppose that it will end one day, they all do don't they?
What about those who's stories surpass them? Even in death their stories live on, to teach us to guide us and to redeem or remind us in some way shape or form. For where are we without history, but at the beginning once again to make the mistakes so foolishly made by others.
Will we never learn?
So be it as it may, we are on the dawning of a new era, or the possibility of one. In my short lifetime alone things have changed greatly, I cannot even fathom how it is for those even ten years older than I and how life has changed for them in these past years.
Well, I have a few days of free time left where I will not be bothered with day to day things of work, perhaps I will go through my pictures and replace those whose names I hardly remember. It is sad when those who at one time knew your deepest darkest secret are now a vague memory in your mind. If I have learned one thing since the first breath I have taken, it is that eternity and forever are very long times, and there is but one thing to fill that void, and you better hope that when you find that one thing, it decides to stay, because if lady luck shines in your favor no longer you my friend will be a sad and grave person. Living perhaps but dead to the world. I will go saying this, it all in the end, builds character.
What about those who's stories surpass them? Even in death their stories live on, to teach us to guide us and to redeem or remind us in some way shape or form. For where are we without history, but at the beginning once again to make the mistakes so foolishly made by others.
Will we never learn?
So be it as it may, we are on the dawning of a new era, or the possibility of one. In my short lifetime alone things have changed greatly, I cannot even fathom how it is for those even ten years older than I and how life has changed for them in these past years.
Well, I have a few days of free time left where I will not be bothered with day to day things of work, perhaps I will go through my pictures and replace those whose names I hardly remember. It is sad when those who at one time knew your deepest darkest secret are now a vague memory in your mind. If I have learned one thing since the first breath I have taken, it is that eternity and forever are very long times, and there is but one thing to fill that void, and you better hope that when you find that one thing, it decides to stay, because if lady luck shines in your favor no longer you my friend will be a sad and grave person. Living perhaps but dead to the world. I will go saying this, it all in the end, builds character.
