Doomed never to die?
Apart from the doom and cursing I thought, aged ten, that roamimg time and space and to live forever would be a fine thing. The ups and downs of the last forty odd years have rather dampened the immortality thing, but I still have hopes.
Preserving archives, by arresting the decay however fleetingly, tastes a bit like immortatlity. Eventually all this material will be lost perhaps in fifty years time , in a hundred years, in a thousand. For a brief time we have the opportunity to touch, smell, see and even on occasion hear our past. We can make a stab at interpreting and understanding it, helping us make some sense of the worlds we live in.
On a recent visit to my parents house I was helping clear some old ‘rubbish’. Deep in the bottom of a cardboard box I found an old copy of Thunder. The pages were brittle, soiled and creased but I could still make out the story of Adam Eterno doomed to roam time and space, forever.