"The reader has no power. He is but an observer. But the author... The author invents the future. The author owns the future."
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The author made the most of his words, with the (life)time he was given, crafting them selectively, in an effort to perpetuate them in the most meaningful way.
'What is' eventually turns into 'once was'.
'Once was' eventually turns into doubt.
And one's physical existence slowly becomes a questioned mirage. A mere name along with dates and no memories of their uniqueness.
The person goes. But the work stays.
Fighting the eraser. Fighting oblivion. Acting on it.