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Uncharacteristic Meme - A Most Illuminating Tale
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Robert Wells or Mr Waters
Date: 11.36 am, Friday 30th April, 2004
Subject: Uncharacteristic Meme
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I don't normally get round to memes, but this one was particularly neat.

Go to your 23rd post on LJ, take the fifth line down and explain it:
"Still, tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow..."

The Tragedie of Macbeth.
Mr. William Shakespeare.
Aetus Quintus. Scena Quinta.

Macb. To morrow, and to morrow, and to morrow,
Creepes in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last Syllable of Recorded time:
And all our yesterdayes, have lighted Fooles
The way to dusty death. Out, out, breefe Candle,
Life's but a walking Shadow, a poore Player,
That struts and frets his houre upon the Stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a Tale
Told by an Ideot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.

It was the last line of a short post musing on my own self doubts. It was prompted by the feeling that I don't change, that nothing changes, and wondering whether tomorrow will be a new day or another today.
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