EPITAPH
»an inscription on a tombstone or monument in memory of the person buried there
»a summary statement of commemoration for a dead person
Each day I die to you.
You go home, I go home. We forget that the other exists.
So I make it now, my personal goal to make each day, the last day of my life, to you.
I have few talents, and none of them are commemorable. None of them stand out, I'm better than very few, and worse than very many.
So I blog, when I can't find my talents. When my fingers ache to draw, but I don't have the correct materials, I either write about my vision of the world, or I make my corrupted thoughts into mediocre poetry.
I take pride in most of my word works. I try to put messages we can all use in them, like an artist paints his canvas, with a message in mind, but each person who sees it, understands and sees it differently; some of you may find reasoning that I didn't even notice.
But those of you who actually READ these works, are the ones who don't need to.
The ones who feel encouraged to read the words of others, are the ones who are already wise. Those who find that their own agenda is more important than anything any one else has to say, are those I pity, because I see them as fools.
There are sayings, about how important our own agenda is, to our own person. And to me, there is very little that is more important than what I am doing at that moment.
But if I find that the person is worth listening to, I make it a habit to listen in earnest to what they might have to say.
So that is what I will do, and what I hope most of you will see from me. Hopefully, some one new has read this.
And they might feel the same way.
Passing on emotions, that society didn't teach you.
This will be my epitaph.
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