Tree in the Forest
If a tree were to fall in the forest without anyone witnessing it or hearing the sound it made when it when it crashed, did it really happen?What use are beautiful memories if you cannot remember them? Worst if they are memories not shared with anyone else. Who will remember after you are long gone? And what is to prove that you truly existed in this moment and time?
What is this human desire to leave our mark? To create something of significance for future generations to remember us by? A legacy? Why is there this need not to be forgotten? What is the value of being remembered?
I am plagued and perplexed by these thoughts. And yet I have an overwhelming desire to write and publish something worthy before I waste away and disappear forever...
posted by Pocahontas @ 3:17 AM
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