Sometimes, when you live life, there are things you think that change in time. I wonder about some of the past things I have thought. Some of the thinks I think, and some of the thinks I will think. I wonder about things I may have written about in the past on this site or other sites.
What will happen when I am dead and gone and they look me up on whatever gravestone search app that exists hopefully 90 or so years in the future and something I wrote ten years ago today is still floating around out there. What will it say? What will I be remembered by? Will it be something that I have long since forgotten about, moved on from, changed my mind a hundred times about and never thought of again?
So what does it mean to live in a documenting age where we share and document and put out our lives for hundreds or thousands of people to see? What will generations in the future think of the Don Quixote’s of today when they can just Google us and see every minute detail, sometimes 100’s in one day (you know who I mean)..? What about the famous people from the past do we know now? Not even half of a thousandth as much as the celebrity of today will be known for in a hundred years.
What does this mean for humanity? Do we have to cherish our tweets for posterity? Will the great descendents of this generation look to us for great insights, inspirations, and honest to goodness knowledge to actually find out little tidbits of gossip, fart jokes, and food we ate (and fast food at that)? Will the great poets of our future be known for their teenage post about boobs, or what we hope will be their glorious legacy of artistic prowess later in life?
It gets me thinking about where I came from. Especially with this here blog. There is a lot I have been through in life with this thing. I often think about deleting large portions of it in hopes to preserve some finer sense of who I am and some sort of higher ideal that I now wish to achieve. Ideals that earlier in my life would have been a joke (and a rather dysfunctional one at that). I think there has to be something better about me then what was in that post from a decade ago.
The work I used to do was a bit vulgar, crass, some would say evil, or even that it attracted evil and was good for nothing but the trash bin or furnace, something no one would ever hang on a wall; let alone their bedroom wall. So why not delete this? Why not get rid of it? Make it disappear?
Because it shows that someone can change. Someone can get better, become something new, become a healthier individual. At least that is what I hope I am becoming.
I hope you are as well.
Tim E. Bush
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