I wrote about the second death quite some time ago, and recent events have made me start to think a little bit more about what I was saying, that one truly dies once the ``second death'' comes about, that is, the time when one's name and memory is uttered/brought up from memories for one last time, never to be brought up again.
Well, I think that for mere mortals, that time can come much earlier than expected, possibly as soon as two generations after. And for those who have the money and means to build their own empires, their names may still be remembered, but their essence or character will not be---only the most idealised form will remain, and even then, it will be moulded and shaped by whoever is currently in the executive level to better suit their [political and] management purposes.
Sobering.
The catalyst for this line of thought came about from a recent Reddit thread that I came across. Those relating to relationships are particularly hard to accept, even though it is obvious that they are true.
That's all I want to write about today. Consider it a means of extending the daily streak.
Till the next update.
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