by Kevin Another ALS group cross post ... Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. These last two lines from Dylan Thomas's very famous poem have been rattling around inside my head a lot recently. Being neither literary scholar nor poetry aficionado myself, I had to actually look up where they came from. I was under the mistaken impression they were Shakespeare. "Surely from Hamlet," I said to myself as if I could name more than a handful of his plays. Regardless, the words have been haunting me. As I sat and reflected on them, with an eagerness to know why they were put into my head, I was struck by three images or thoughts. In hindsight, after having to research the poem by Thomas a little, the first one seemed obvious to me. The other two however ... less so ... and are in fact the impetus for this post. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. The Pulitzer-winning Irish poet, Paul Mul...