.png)
Part 3
"The Caged Fear Of Mortality"
"The Caged Fear Of Mortality"
Respectful dedication To All Mortals
Thanks !W O W! So many kind and caring communications arrived on this post. One just so, stood out! It now adorns the headline. Sir,......thank you! Do post us forward, do share us with everyone, relentlessly!! May Almighty God grant you health and happiness!
And many esteeemed writers, loved my 'storied career'. Hahaha! I for sure am turning into a living shrine of Socratic equanimty and not some crusty old embittered coot, who is fed up with former students, even disciples, making pilgrimages to his house in the hope that I will be somewhat like Morrie: ''If you have come for inspiration, you're too late. If you have come for the funeral, you're too early.'' Haha!
So, as if Morrie weren't paragon enough to put the rest of us shabby creatures to shame, then came Randy Pausch, whose humour, fortitude and courage in ''The Last Lecture'' set an even Higher bar for grace under pressure.
The critic Seymour Krim wondered, when contemplating the prospect of his own death, ''What shape will the swine take? How will i feel when i know it's on me if I'm given that last thin dime of consciousness?''
For Pausch this swine took the shape of cancerous liver, but he was never down to that thin dime. He had time and clarity enough to get his mind in order and to share its illumination.
Don't forget that Pausch was a Computer Science Professor at Carnegie Mellon whose curriculum Vitae included stints at Adobe, the Alice project, a 3-D programming environment intended to nurture creativity in novice animators, Electronic Arts, Google, and Walt Disney imagineering- learned just weeks before he was to deliver a topic idea for the university's ''LAST LECTURE'' series that his recent treatment for pancreatic cancer had failed, giving him only a few months to live.
And this diagnosis surfaced after Prof Pausch had had his gall bladder, a third of his pancrease and stomach, and stomach, and several feet of his small intestine surgically removed. Prof Pausch, ever a delightful prankster, managed to sneak a look at his chart in the onocologist's office, discovered that the cancer had metastasized to his liver, with tumours sprouting like multiple warheads.
Rather than cancel the lecture, Pausch decided to usethe occasion to deliver a personal statement. So dear mortals, don't miss morrow's post. And don't forget to share this post with all high and mighty!
The critic Seymour Krim wondered, when contemplating the prospect of his own death, ''What shape will the swine take? How will i feel when i know it's on me if I'm given that last thin dime of consciousness?''
For Pausch this swine took the shape of cancerous liver, but he was never down to that thin dime. He had time and clarity enough to get his mind in order and to share its illumination.
Don't forget that Pausch was a Computer Science Professor at Carnegie Mellon whose curriculum Vitae included stints at Adobe, the Alice project, a 3-D programming environment intended to nurture creativity in novice animators, Electronic Arts, Google, and Walt Disney imagineering- learned just weeks before he was to deliver a topic idea for the university's ''LAST LECTURE'' series that his recent treatment for pancreatic cancer had failed, giving him only a few months to live.
And this diagnosis surfaced after Prof Pausch had had his gall bladder, a third of his pancrease and stomach, and stomach, and several feet of his small intestine surgically removed. Prof Pausch, ever a delightful prankster, managed to sneak a look at his chart in the onocologist's office, discovered that the cancer had metastasized to his liver, with tumours sprouting like multiple warheads.
Rather than cancel the lecture, Pausch decided to usethe occasion to deliver a personal statement. So dear mortals, don't miss morrow's post. And don't forget to share this post with all high and mighty!
God bless and Goodnight.
0 comments:
Post a Comment
Grace A Comment!