I love that song...
This week I feel completely empty. It's hard to explain. You know, there is a certain sadness in the melody of that song that really gets to me.
I often wonder if the madness of my creating is to develop some sort of immortality. Not an actual immortality, but just a way to perpetuate my existence in this realm of being. I have no kids...but what guarantee is there that your children will carry on any memories? I have no faith in medicine, at least in my lifetime. The best I could hope for is a way to interface technology with the organic and somehow capture the data in my brain that makes me me.
Or maybe there is a heaven.
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