As a writer I like to think that words have a permanence, but as this headstone proves, that is not so.
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As a writer I like to think that words have a permanence, but as this headstone proves, that is not so.
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Ah, but they do. Your words live in the people who carry them forward into all the whatevers that lie beyond each person’s “mortal coil”! The tangible books and monuments may not last, but the words themselves do as long as the human element remains. My 2 cents’. 🙂
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For a generation perhaps, maybe two. I have stories of my family going back six or eight generations on my mother’s side, but of my father’s family only a name of my great grandfather. I fear that unless we make something that leaves a mark on history, we will fade from memory. Exegi monumentum as Horace wrote, and I quoted in another post.
It is nice when you pop by for a chat Leigh.
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