Rites and ceremonies

37. Rites and ceremonies

Death has always been a big thing. Every culture has its rites and ceremonies – often quite elaborate. We humans are full of our own self-importance. We like to leave a mark.

We only have to look at the pyramids, Sphinx, dolmens, cairns, monuments and that incredible terracotta army. What were they all thinking? Did they somehow believe that they could leave a mark in this world and somehow live forever?

Yes, we all do.

We take our photos, record our videos, paint and write.

I write.

My books will live longer than me but they too will die. Probably pretty quickly.

We cannot escape it and none of us are important enough to live forever, not even the greatest artists or religious leaders. Jesus, Buddha, Confuscious, Picasso, Dali, Murakami, Asimov and Stephen King will all one day be totally forgotten. All their works will have ceased to exist. There will not be a single word, dab of paint or prayer left blowing in the wind.

All gone. Forgotten. Pointless.

Doesn’t stop us though does it?

I still write.

We hate pointless. We defy pointless. We embrace pointless and yet still do it.

We are human.

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