Saturday, October 8, 2011

Steve Jobs And A Psalm Of Life

This is my 300th blog post!

And I believe it's only fitting to refer to my very first blog post.

I posted it on Friday, December 4, 2009 and received seven comments below it.

And while my agent might have thing hasn't....I'm still writing on my MacBook.

Of course, I'm still writing on that MacBook because Steve Jobs has changed the world forever with his inventions. It was with his products that I revised the first book I sold, drafted and wrote my second book and listened to the soundtracks that provided me inspiration for everything I wrote. My writing is dependent on my MacBook and Ipod and it's with his products that I was able to chase after my dreams.

I teach Longfellow's poem "A Psalm of Life" with my students when we do transcendentalist writers. We happened to read it this Tuesday and there's always a few students who are very moved by it and take home the photocopies I make from the book. One year a girl told me she hung it up in her bedroom for inspiration. Longfellow talks about our time on earth and how it goes by fast. He says that we shouldn't follow everyone else, that we need to be the hero. We need to make something of our lives and better it every single day, so that we can inspire future generations.

If you haven't seen Steve Jobs commencement video, watch it. Or you can read the words here. The words are so similar to the poem and the message is the same.


Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream! —
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, — act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

RIP Steve'll be missed, but your legacy will live on and inspire others.


Michael Offutt said...

Is the apple mac computer better to write on than the p.c.? I use a p.c. mostly because it is significantly less expensive but have been contemplating the purchase of an apple. But it doesn't make sense if it is for accessing the same things that I use already with the p.c.

Theresa Milstein said...

Congratulations on your 300th post!

Nisa said...

Very touching tribute. Congrats on 300 posts; that does seem very fitting.