Literature
Death is a lapse of memory
"Death is a lapse of memory in the making"
At least that is what my tattoo says. I think idea is appealing to me and hearkens back to my big X Files days:
"I too have spent a life the sages' way,
And tread once more familiar paths. Perchance
I perished in an arrogant self-reliance
Ages ago; and in that act, a prayer
For one more chance went up so earnest, so
Instinct with better light let in by death,
That life was blotted out—not so completely
But scattered wrecks enough of it remain,
Dim memories, as now, when once more seems
The goal in sight again..."
Of course the text comes from an older and greater place
