We the living have one thing we always must do. Not only to remind ourselves of our short time living. We have to remember the ones that lived before us and tell their tales. We got to collectively strive to learn and understand the past. Just so we can know where we are today.
It isn’t easy… reading about the dead and listening stories about the dead. No, it can be stressing, tiring and boring too. However, their sacrifices, lives and legacies needs to remembered. Not only the big-men, but mere civilians and people surrounding us day-to-day.
We need to remember them and what they did. We need to remember the dead. The deceased and the ones whose no longer among us. They are gone, but their stories are not. We can decide to remember them and tell them to others. The forefathers and generations before us cannot talk anymore. That’s why we got to do it on their behalf.
The dead cannot talk, but we the living can. That is the gist of things. Just a friendly reminder as we read about massacres, famine, murder and assassinations. We need to remember to tell tales of our loved ones. The ones who stood before us and was among us. Just so we can’t forget where we came from and the battles they fought for us.
That is something we need to do. As humanity, as people and as civilians who cares. So, that their stories don’t get lost and becomes forgotten tales of old. They deserved better and hopefully one day when I am no longer living. Someone might tell about this weird blogger and how he resided while he wrote his stories. Peace.