NEW YEAR'S DAY is a great relief, because on new year's eve we review the list of all the famous folks who died throughout the year, and the list becomes long and burdensome. The list is always surprisingly long, and evokes memories which make us sadly smile.
a favorite actor from a favorite childhood movie. your favorite baseball player when you were a kid. People you admired and imitated growing up, gone forever.
The new year expunges the old, and its failures and deaths. "We are indeed immortal, if only through the effects of our actions", said goethe, who seems to have had the final word on everything. (hint; read goethe)
so it really is important what you do, and who you are. one out of seven billion aint all that bad, really. you matter, you make a difference in the universe, what you do matters.
It must be really weird, in a way, to be ninetly years old, and have everybody, i mean freaking EVERYBODY...younger than you...as we move through life, we accumulate memories, and at the end, those memories are all we have.
"All comes out even when the day is done, and more even still when all the days are done."
Voltaire, also well worth reading, said that. I'm not so cure about it myself, but it does have a ring of truth to it, and, if nothing else, we do know that after fourteen billion years of doing...whatever..the universe, for whatever reason, has created us.
fourteen billion years is a long time for an ongoing explosion which is really just beginning, and has already resulted in you and me.
...the other day a friend, not a close friend but a friend from high school died, and i had not seen her since high school, forty years ago. yet, the news of her death brought back memories, and made me wish i had communicated with her, even a few times, throughout life after high school. a real neat girl, beautiful, smart, funny...
I become increasingly grateful for the memories and the communication, whatever they be.
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