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September 05, 2006
Melancholy
Steve Irwin's passing has put me in a somber mood. As the world mourns, I (being part of the world) have begun to mourn too. I knew who he was, and had seen some of his shows, but that was all. He seemed a nice sort; enthusiastic, energetic, fearless. He struck me as a person who was too busy living (and enjoying life) to be afraid of much. That's an enviable quality. But it was not until the overwhelming media coverage of today that I really felt a sense of loss.
So I've whiled away a big part of my day drifting (reading the news mostly). In my aimless surfing found this.
It's a cover of Outkast's "Hey Ya" performed by Obadiah Parker's Matt Weddle. It's a beautiful song, and this is a very moving rendition. Outkast's and Weddle's talents shine through. Listening I wax nostalgic; reflecting on my own life and those that I myself have lost.
But isn't part of mourning inherently selfish? Those who have gone are just gone. Only we who remain feel lost loss.
Life is imperfect. We are all mortal; in the end just dust. So try to live a good life with no regrets (and minimal offenses), and if you're passionate enough, outspoken enough, and just lucky enough, the world may take notice (in a good way) of your passing when you do.
Peace.
Posted by Tacitus at September 5, 2006 03:36 PM