Dear Reedrrs,
Today during a courtroom recess, I found a website where you can send yourself an email time-capsule (http://www.bored.com/emailcapsules/). This is what I wrote:
"Dear Future Version of Me,
Hello. I hope you are doing as well as I hope now that you will. As of this moment, I am listening to "Say the Word (aka c minor song)" by Radiohead. Sitting in a jury room, listening to a trial. I dont even know if this email will get through, assuming I stop using this email address. In my life, I have returned from the Netherlands, and am fairly angry and unsure about what I will do. I know I need to get a degree... by the time I read this in the future, I will have that degree. I hope that I will also have a good job, or a fulfilling one at least. Actor, voiceover artist, film maker, producer, audio engineer, or rock star would all be preferable. If I dont have any of these occupations and am not fulfilled, then I am very disappointed. But I cannot criticize. I cannot complain because I do not know what has happened between now and when I will read this, so the point is irrelevant. The only thing is that I hope you're happy, doing what you are. I hope that you've taken the appropriate steps to finding that happiness and fulfillment and that your efforts have come to fruition. Giving advice to an older self is like giving advice to an older person.. but also like coaching myself and setting some observing ego. So... for everything thats happened everything that is happening for you/me, and everything that will happen, make it good. Life is fleeting in this universe... everything is temporary... and everything we do will be forgotten at some point. But... as all the matter in our plane of existence dissipates, "In an infinite amount of time, one day, I will reappear", as physicist Katherine Freese of Michigan University once put it. T.S. Elliott: "…the past and future/Are conquered, and reconciled".
So be it. Enjoy all it has to offer, because in the end, you don't have to be attached to anything, but involved in active detachment.
Love,
-Eric"
Best,
-e
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Eric, my lovely brother, beware! "Rock star" is not a job, and be creful about thinking of a successful career in music as such, otherwise you're no better than those people who think they deserve to be famous just for doing nothing. Aspire to be a rock musician. Maybe you'll even be good. But it will be up to forces you can't control to make you into a star.
I have found that I like life better when I am more pragmatic about my goals and realise that I have to go be a lot of things, sometimes seemingly unrelated to my dreams, before I'll ever get to become the star I wanted to be... and funnily enough I've found that I don't even want to be a star. But you couldn't have told me that 20 to 10 years ago.
GDEric! I think she's right!
I read your time capsule letter pouring invisible grace into it so that you may be happy and doing what youo love to do, whatever that may be.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
What a lovely idea. I think I should send myself a time capsule letter.
Lets all end ourselves a time capsule letter, to be received on the same day, so we can all have a good hearty laugh at ourselves in unison!
GD Eric and I had a barbecue while I was visiting... old love letters and photos I found sitting in long forgotten boxes went in the fire. Eric joined me with a pile of his own memories to purge. They were a hell of a time capsule. I'm STILL laughin!
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