Two Gun Bob
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I am sat here reminiscing of days gone by with a few old photo albums.
And my word how the passages of time slip so swiftly through our fingers.
I now reminisce in decades rather than years.
Life is sometimes a terrible and difficult game to play but it's an absolute honor and privilege to have partaken of this journey.
A really good pal of mine called Richard Dawkins once said ..
We are going to die and that makes us the lucky ones.
Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born.
The potential people who could have been here in our place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia.
Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats and scientists greater than Newton.
We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively exceeds the set of actual people.
In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I in our ordinariness that are here.
We privileged few who won the lottery of birth against all the odds.
How dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which the vast majority have never even stirred.
When we were young.
On the right wing
A right winger again.
Left of center in Withington with my wonderful grandma and granddad.
Mother used to dress me up to play out with my chums.
Never without a shirt and tie ever.
I knew I was special updating my profile on a mobile phone in the sixties ?
So lets reminisce together..
What memories do you hold of your youth and can you offer photos.
You still get to retain your important'e anonymity as the passages of time tend to change our features.
Possessions and money we leave behind but our memories are ours for the taking.
And thank you spell check and our Moons preview facility for compositional excellence.
Moderation will be so proud of me !
And my word how the passages of time slip so swiftly through our fingers.
I now reminisce in decades rather than years.
Life is sometimes a terrible and difficult game to play but it's an absolute honor and privilege to have partaken of this journey.
A really good pal of mine called Richard Dawkins once said ..
We are going to die and that makes us the lucky ones.
Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born.
The potential people who could have been here in our place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia.
Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats and scientists greater than Newton.
We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively exceeds the set of actual people.
In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I in our ordinariness that are here.
We privileged few who won the lottery of birth against all the odds.
How dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which the vast majority have never even stirred.
When we were young.
On the right wing
A right winger again.
Left of center in Withington with my wonderful grandma and granddad.
Mother used to dress me up to play out with my chums.
Never without a shirt and tie ever.
I knew I was special updating my profile on a mobile phone in the sixties ?
So lets reminisce together..
What memories do you hold of your youth and can you offer photos.
You still get to retain your important'e anonymity as the passages of time tend to change our features.
Possessions and money we leave behind but our memories are ours for the taking.
And thank you spell check and our Moons preview facility for compositional excellence.
Moderation will be so proud of me !
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