I hate to say it but I actually started to cry during this.
Not because of Steve Jobs resigning, a shame though that might be for you Appleites, but because of his thoughts and words on death.
Death terrifies me. I can't bare the thought that I will seize to exist, closed eyes, no breath & very very gone. I still, at 26, feel that my life hasn't even started yet. I can't bare the thought that the end is the end, that there is nothing else beyond it. I think of those who have passed before me & I cry. I cry because of what they achieve lives on, for some its only been years but for others it's been decades. Some people, hundreds of years ago, dared to dream of a life larger than their own, they dreamt of far away lands, dreamt ideas in science that had not been deemed logical, more so they were dreamt as purely witchcraft. Some had ideas that pushed the realm of reality. Many more had ideas that pushed the way forward in terms of art. Some, had the thoughts of family first, family last. Provided so that your family has the chance to succeed & access life like we even now can only dream.
I wish that my dreams can live.
I want my dreams to shape my life, my partners life & maybe the life's of my family (should I be so lucky).
Then, hopefully, with my dreams fulfilled I can slip away or sleep for an eternity with no tears and no tears for those I leave behind.
If anyone should read this, I would like to hear about your dreams.
What do you aspire to be?
What do you aspire to do?
What do you want to be remembered for?
Thanks for taking the time to read this.