Fireworks.

Who can outdo 2000’s awe-inspiring presentation, finished with the lonely word ‘Eternity’ burning long after.

That was special for me, not because Arthur Stace was a drunken petty criminal who found Jesus and began chalking Eternity on Sydney’s sidewalks and monuments, but because the simplicity of the word made me to think of what I would leave behind when all my dust had settled.

It was a welcome call to slow down and think.