Mausoleum, Museum, Movie

Mausoleum, Museum, Movie

Entombed in night, uneasy
In the wrought iron knots
Of the gray spider’s thread
  vague eternal, ember
They scurry replete, unfree
To such preconceived thoughts
As are hung from the dead

— Smith, 1969

Picked this old poem to match the new fotos.

Poem is about some folk being so afraid of death and of living their own lives using their own inner values and thoughts and principles they turn instead to outside authority such as academics, society and the past — i.e., death. Or so my 23 yr-old self thought. And as my nigh 66 yr-old self still believes.