Lost stars

We really don't know what we have until we have lost it. Yes i am watching the bio pic on Kenny Everett, and it brings back memories of just how much talent we have lost so young, and how their talent took their death to truly find them.

In my life I have seen the passing of so many great talents, most ended suddenly for various reasons, from the likes of John Lennon and Elvis to River Phoenix and Freddie Mercury. Even the likes of Jim Morrison and Marc Bolan they have all left this shadow of what could have been, how much richer life could have been if they had lasted longer. Its the games of what if? But is it a case of the star that burn twice as bright last half as long or is it a case of death made them legends? I don't dare answer that question as I can imagine what theological answers I could come up with.

However it does ask the question, is it what we do in life that matters or how we do it ? Is our memory carried by those closest to us or by the many we touch? I know lots of questions, it the answers that are more interesting. When I was younger i wanted to be remembered by my music now as I am older it is for my writing, I have no bloodline to carry my memory but if I can leave my writing that won't matter.

I wonder if this is the same attitude all those above thought, did they know they were going to go young when they started. Did they know what they would be remembered by? like in the case of Jim Morrison, in my eyes he was a far greater poet than musician and its that legacy that a lot of people remember him for. Its an odd way of looking at life but it does bare thinking about. Is what we set out to achieve going to be the important part of what we leave behind? I know spending all day in the office in a job we can't stand is the way we pay our bills, but its that other bit of our time that counts towards to how we remain alive in the memories.

No one was ever remembered for being the best person to call for over time, but instead the person who was always there for friends. Whilst I go back to my memories of people long gone I leave with this thought. Can I make my memory into stardust rather than be just another lost star.