![]() If nobody remembers my name, I was never here and if I wasn’t here, I never happened. But I am concerned with being written into abstraction. “I’m not afraid of dying, dying is one of the necessary ingredients. Existence without philanthropy doesn’t exist in the books. They squandered their existence because they didn’t use it to pursue their philanthropy. For when the time came to recall these existing-for-the-present academics they no longer existed. My father referred to the bomb as his philanthropy, explained that most academics are known for such philanthropy yet haven’t the time or inclination as they should to work on philanthropy because there are so many tests and papers to grade, so many conferences to attend, so many committees to chair, so many responsibilities just to exist in the present that kept them away from building and preserving their names. ![]() Once this discovery was made, my life was never recorded the same. ![]() What I could say was that historians from another time, along with the archivists, archaeologists and scuba divers from that same time discovered some kind of bomb, one of the kinds of bombs invented by my father, a bomb he slowly worked on for most of his existence to ensure he maintained an existence after he was long gone. There had to be an end to it, sometime, but when that time would be I couldn’t say. Some kind of war happened at some time or another and continued for quite some time to come. ![]()
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