not quite dead yet
The other morning while waiting for class to commence, an another student was conversing with the instructor. The teacher mentioned that amid his third decade of life, there was a celebrity who was just starting to make headlines in the 1950s. While it uncanny how youthful an octogenarian can appear - a first guess of age beyond 55 is
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Honestly, if I'm the last man standing from the class of 2002 I'll feel pretty damn good about it.
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Another summer rolls by
And I can't help but feel pain
All those familiar faces
Come back to haunt me again
Whether I hated their guts
Or hardly knew them at all
I always felt far away
Beside them there in the halls
My yearbook keeps me informed
My yearbook keeps me in line
Its an obituary
Gives me a concept of time
We've graduated and grown
From a real world once our own
Yet we have proven them wrong
By dropping off all along
It's so much better than the lyrics though.
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I once read a novel about a golem who had the capacity to love and have friendships. Since he was a golem, all his mortal friends would age and ultimately perish.
After a couple of centuries it got to the point where the golem was frozen with grief and unable to complete a day let alone imagine what the next day might hold since his attention was on past friends. Eventually he froze in place amid his sorrow.
After some time he pleaded with the craftsmen of the town to find a solution to his problem. The townsfolk devised a contraption that would squeeze what was the equivalent of his brain - memory unit, etc. what have you.
It worked! The golem was able to look forward to each day without being stricken over the memory of lost friendships. But he slowly forgot about his friends and after many discussions with comrades, he realized this was no way to live..
-mat
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-mat
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