The ones I speak of are the artists. For ease of writing I include under the title artists all of the painters, architects, sculptors, musicians, singers, actors and writers. These artists create works that last beyond their own lifetimes. Works that they pour a bit of themselves into. In one of my previous blogs I explained how the writer does this by transforming their secret selves into lies. Other artist may carry out this quest for immortality differently, but they all pull from that same place inside themselves and share it with the world.
Often the world misunderstand what it is being shown. The world changes over time and truths once universally known are lost. Pretty much everyone knows of the works of William Shakespeare, but knowing of them and truly understanding them are two different things. Most of Shakespeare’s plays are performed in Modern English. By doing so Shakespeare’s immortality is slowly fading into nothingness. For by performing them in the modern tongue and not in the original Early Modern English we are missing many of the truths that he tried to convey to us. The subtle yet intricate play on words, the rhymes and the jokes are lost.
So even the concept of immortality is a false dream. False dream or not we still strive to achieve it, but why? For even a short stint of immortality is far better than fading into nothingness when our time comes to an end.