2025 is in its final throes - dead in just a few days.
Memento Mori. Remember Death.
Death is industrial-strength bleach for life’s barnacles and bullshit.
But how often do we submit to death’s deep cleansing – without needing to have someone or something close to us perish?
How easily we forget this most central fact of life - that we, yes we, will die.
I wrote a song about this - the chorus of which goes:
“Soon, so soon, we’re all gonna be dust.”
(For some reason, Dust isn’t a chart-topping hit - go figure.)
It doesn’t seem to matter how many times I remind myself. There’s always a need for yet another reminder:
Memento Mori.