You forgot the “Rage! Rage against the dying of the light!” part. The poem was originally written about the act of dying, and how it is noble to fight to the last to achieve even a moment’s consciousness. It was written to a dying father by a grieving son.
That last burst of life is the proof that you ever really lived in the first place. It’s the people who have really experienced life who fight until the very end; they know exactly what it is they’re giving up.
“We will not go quietly into the night. We will not perish without a fight. We are going to live on; we are going to survive.”
Don’t even try to tell me that speech didn’t give you goose bumps.
You forgot the “Rage! Rage against the dying of the light!” part. The poem was originally written about the act of dying, and how it is noble to fight to the last to achieve even a moment’s consciousness. It was written to a dying father by a grieving son.
Now you know why my Viking ancestors refused to die without a weapon in hand…
That last burst of life is the proof that you ever really lived in the first place. It’s the people who have really experienced life who fight until the very end; they know exactly what it is they’re giving up.
reminds me of Jonathan Livingston Seagull somehow, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.