Long before I was, the world was, and long after me, the world will still be...
On screens, magazines and all staged scenes, shrill shrieking all attention seeking: The world keeps turning and the world keeps talking until the end of my discourse. And then it doesn't. The world turns and talks until it doesn't, and then perhaps it never, and was it really ever?
The suns glow, the winds blow, the rivers flow and the trees grow: In the immensity of time and space, the world we know will come and go, leaving no trace of my place. And within one hundred years, it won't matter.
MEANDERINGS
Once you're dead, the world no longer exists for you. The world no longer matters to the dead and it might as well not exist. In mind of this, does it all matter so much while we are alive?
TAGS
Hindsight, Hereafter, Planet, City, Perplexed, Worlds
MUSIC
We didn't start the fire. Music by Billy Joel 1989
Did You Know Him? Music by Michael Andrews 2000
Greensleeves. Music English folk song c.1580
Forrest Gump Soundtrack. Music by Alan Silvestri 1994
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MOVIES