I mean, I *might* live forever…

I’ve been thinking a lot about change, and permanence. It started with my friend, Big Al, suggesting that I keep hardcopies of my writing, just in case the digital copies get lost. 

I tried to explain the cloud to him but, then I thought, what about a cosmic EMP? It has, and will, happen again. Paper can be burned or destroyed by water, the internet is susceptible to solar flares, nothing on its own is really permanent. Hell, all empirical evidence suggests that I’m going to live forever. These musings led me to write ‘The Poets’ Insolence’.