Well -- it's time to resurrect this little spot in the universe of flotsam and jetsum and move on in the world of letters. I find that inspiration comes more often, if I am looking for it, and really having something worth saying is much harder than imagined. Some how we all want to be eternal, or at least not so easily forgotten but moving beyond one generation's memory is very difficult to do. What is profound and wise in one era isn't always even necessary or important in another time.
And why do I want to be remembered beyond my grandchildren? I guess the real question "what is of true value" creates an avalanche of judgments, suppositions and choices. Do I want to be all things to all people or just of worth to a few?
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well, I don't think it is possible to be all things to all people, and when we try, we really become nothing to anyone and least of all true to ourselves. You always write such thought provoking words, and if it matters, you are very important to me. :)
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