| Impermanence
Anyone here ever get anxious about death enough to want to paint a picture? build a house? have kids? recently the idea of building a structure out of stone came to me. The whole thing arose when I read the poem Ozymandias. To think that places like the pyramids or stonehedge where once used for rituals and such, the organic elements that made them long turned to dust while these rocks remain. Anyone else share these feelings(about the whole what would you do before you died bit)? |