you_only_have_so_much_time
raze
i
used
to
fantasize
about
being
asked
to
speak
to
a
room
full
of
impressionable
young
people
.
maybe
it
would
happen
in
my
old
high_school
auditorium
after
i
accomplished
something
important
enough
to
deceive
the
faculty
into
believing
i
had
some
wisdom
to
impart
to
their
students.
i
dreamed
up
all
kinds
of
defiant, inspiring, offensive,
soul
-shaking
things
i
could
say
to
those
nonexistent
kids
while
pacing
and
gesticulating.
things
about
art
,
and
honesty
,
and
disappointment
,
and
the
importance
of
being
a
decent
human
being
in
a
world
that
doesn't
always
reward
you
for
that
sort
of
thing
in
any
immediate
or
obvious
way
.
but
i
think
if
i
had
a
platform
like
that
today
,
i
wouldn't
say
any
of
those
things
.
i
would
say
this
:
right
now
you
probably
feel
like
you're
going
to
live
forever
.
you're
not
.
everyone
in
this
room
is
going
to
die
someday
.
some
of
you
won't
see
the
end
coming
. it'll
just
happen
.
your
life
is
made
up
of
a
finite
number
of
moments
.
this
is
one
of
them
.
you
only
have
so
many
left
.
make
them
count
.
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
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