You Can’t Take It With You

Written 2011-12-30

You Can’t Take It With You

A thought provoking post that strikes my Daimon's strings about living in a democratic society with a capitalist economic system.

My dad having died recently (2011-12-22) had no money for his decendents; wife, daughter, and son. Only life lessons, and about six bookcases worth of books. While the money would have helped us out, the lessons make us part of who we are, and the books help us understand the untold parts of what made my dad part of who he was.

The money would have been wasted on some mass-marketed tourist trap, or horridly expense shoes or something else shoved in a closet when a new "precious" hits stores later.

But the PERSON my dad was, lives through me. Though I have same-gender attraction, future generations will hear of my dad. His wisdom, passed from ear to ear through my still-living family and friends. To become an inalienable part of who they are.

My Daimon lifts a glass of watered-wine to the Na'vi on this one.

-You can not take it with you, so what legacy do you want to leave behind? How do I want the future to know me as?

-Daimon written, human typed.
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