Memories Lost Like Tears in Rain

“I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.” Roy Batty, Blade Runner

When one contemplates how many people die daily on this planet traversing the cosmos, the number is staggering. When one ponders on how much has been lost each day in those deaths, one has to wonder: is this all there is to life—to be conceived, to be born, to live and to die?

One can share their memories and experiences with others. The sad reality is that once a person has passed the confines of this reality the memories and experiences that helped to shape that individual are forever lost in the waterfalls of time.

Like tears in rain the ousia of that solitary soul who walked on this earth is washed into the rivulets of the past. The person still exists in the past, but the present can never reconnect to the past.

Our remembrances of the one who has faded are just shadows which evanesce as we age. Like a glass darkly we reflect on our memories of those we knew and loved.

As time passes, we find ourselves at the gates of death. What we have shared with those with whom we came into contact during our life journey will be like faded postcards of our era on this earth as they age.

Victorian poet Christina Rossetti’s poem When I am dead, my dearest, has these words

“Sing no sad songs for me. Plant no roses at my head… If thou wilt, remember. And if thou wilt, forget… ”

Death is the final journey which awaits us as we end our road of life at the shores of eternity. The cosmic ocean with its infinite harmonies and mysteries lies before us.

Will it be just an eternal night of dreamless sleep? Many have accepted this eventuality.

Or will it be a journey of wonders and satisfaction? Many have hope that they will continue on a different astral plane of existence.

What do you believe and hope for after this life on earth? Is it the eventuality of dreamless sleep in eternal night or a hope of a daystar in the sunrise of a new reality?

Whatever your belief, remember to thrive on this earth and offer a helping hand to fellow travellers as you journey to those shores of eternity. As humans, we all share the same fate—death.

G. D. Williams © 2015

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“Tears in Rain” Soliloquy (HD)

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