permanence

permanence - something i went to bed thinking about. this story (and photo) reminded me.

one of the things i learned through katrina, these things we build, these things we have, just can't be kept. nothing can.

so? makes everything seem kind of worthless, right? what are we struggling for? i mean, i have no idea what it is that i want out of the life, what i want to be left at the end.

enjoy the moment, right? that gets tiring, there must be something more... for jack it's wealth and maybe a little glory, although i don't think he'd realize or agree with that. for me, what is it?

so maybe the only way to last is to become part of the collected consciousness? to affect, and be carried on by, as many as possible? is that what this is about?