Obsoleta (obsoleta) wrote,
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Envy

Most people envy the young. Youthfulness, with all its energy, its boundless wonder. I have no envy for the young, in fact I feel sorry for them. The world that they will inherit is turning into an overcrowded cesspool.

Personally I envy the dead.

They have lived and seen the world as it will never be seen again. Never will eyes see the Paris of the Orient, Cabarets in Weimar Germany, the first roar of an Aeroplane overhead, Victorian shadows moving through the fog or untainted eastern woodlands. Sure there are glimpses and shadows of these things, but they will never be as they once were.

I envy the dead, for what they have seen, and how they have lived.
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