OT: This just keeps on bubbling up into my consciousness:

Semper Fi said:
All men die, but not all men die well.

It's important to me that I do and I'm trying.

And, Kis, it seems to me that love is the only thing you can keep on giving and never run out of.
 
Death is just a change of state: corporeal to the sublime.
yaj.
 
Thnaks for the thread, fellas. It is so nice to go to a place that can have conversations like this. While a lot of other forums sometimes have this "my folder is better than your folder!" feel to them, it just very comforting to know there is a place for the "good guys" to hang out and share philosophy. If only the rest of the world would show as much respect.

Thanx,
Jake
 
Since we are all in a philosophical/reflective mood, something I was thinking about earlier. I have a Khuk made 30 years before I was born, I have a Zulu spear that was made almost 100 years before I was born, carried by a warrior until he was killed by my great great uncle (I forget how many greats), passed onto his neice and then on to her grandson (me). My point is this, we know how long Khuks can last, I can't help wondering if one day a grand-child of mine will sit in his room with one of my Khuks under his desk and the Asagai on his wall. It is strange to wonder what the future of these objects that are going to last that much longer than us (in theory anyhow) will be, as much as anything because it gives me a link to the future even after my death.

Anyone else wonder about this kind of thing, or is it just me?
 
Like I said previously, I hope our children appreciate the "Past" we give them through these items. There's a history to be taught and appreciated....I just hope they appreciate it.....
 
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