Wish You Were Here

I have to put this completly now, 'cause this is completly what I feel:

"So you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here"

Dots

05 de outubro, o dia em que uma mente brilhante se apaga. Steve Jobs morreu, e deixou seu grande legado da Apple. Mas além disso, Jobs também nos deixou lições importantes sobre a vida.

No começo do ano, eu havia visto seu discurso de 2005 em Stanford, que provavelmente será amplamente difundido agora. E das suas histórias, contadas neste dia, uma me marcou muito. "Conneting the dots". Hoje, com a morte do CEO da Apple, essa história voltou instantâneamente aos meus pensamentos: Jobs, hoje eu entendo o que você quis dizer perfeitamente.

E aqui, as palavras mais marcantes, as quais citei acima: "...you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life."


E seu último ponto, Jobs, se ligou hoje.