Aontacht - Volume 7 Issue 3

swords that I need not write but should resound in your mind nevertheless.Write, my dear reader, write as if your immortality depends on it. It mayvery well. But do not rely on the effortless but ephemeral digital wastelandthat cares not for tradition. The technologies of paper and stylus shaped outevolution, our minds reach out to them like lovers. It is only in the intimacybetween you and the limitless potential of paper impressed and caressed byink or stone that our minds can truly be expressed. Yes, dear reader, I seethe irony of my words in this medium, but I must use these tool to impartmy message to the masses. Even now as I write my words are shaped andredacted by the mindless processing of the digital age. The title of this articlestands as testament to this process. 'Lorem Ipsum' is the title of anintentionally garbled by Cicero, used byweb designers as filler text.If I truly wish my inner plane of existence, that is the sum total of myhopes and dreams, fears and nightmares, and all the banalities of life tobe understood and remembered, there is only one tried and trueconveyance, a manuscript codex. So take these words as your shield andthink about what you read then take up your sword and write, not type,them down. Facebook, blogging, and the host of digital tools at yourdisposal cannot provide you the guarantee that it will not dispose of youone day. Even those close to you, the human mind, and oral history willfall prey to the deep cuts of scythe of time. A manuscript codex, atestament of your life, your words encoded by your hand may never reachanother's mind and lay forgotten for hundreds of years. However, in thisseemingly bleak outlook is the glimmer of the promise of true immortality,that you one day may be understood and remembered by others.