Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Apathy and Death (brief thought)
Every artist worth his pen, brush, or instrument has forever been ingrained with the urge to become immortal. If you are a writer, no matter how noble or honorable your work, at least a part of you is damn sure trying to create something that will find a place in the canon: that group of masterful work that is known to be an essential part of the human experience 100s of years into the future. Flesh is worthless. Its beautiful, but it peaks early and fades quickly. An idea, a thought, a creation; those are the things that end up defining a life and staving off death. You want to be immortal? Be something that people will always give a damn about. Death is only final when your memory is gone from the conscious of the living and apathy takes its place.