One of my top all time favorite quotes is said by the actor Rutger Haur in the conclusion of the first film Bladerunner when he contemplates, All those moments lost in time, like tears in the rain.
I recall reading about the last reputed survivor of the revolutionary war. He was 115 years old when he died. I figured out at the time that had he lived a second 115 years he would have been dead an additional 34 years already! Everyone wants to live and avoid great changes from what we are used to previously. But in the time field we can never win apparently.
Think about John Keats for example. He died pauperized at 21 most likely thinking he had not received any great attention as a writer. As it just happened I had just finished reading about another writer of his time who lived in country estate luxury to an advanced age popularly successful and with respectable wealth. Contemplate this comparison however, now that they are both passed so long ago. What can we make of it now? How do we figure time with such a background.
My memories, such as they remain, suddenly leave me in Boston where there is a cemetery attached to a church. Here my high school graduation was held. Outside a stone announces the presence of the remains of Benjamin Franklin's parents.
(This thread continues this date in the link in the first column, Specific Theory of Existence.)
