The Shelley poem has reentered the public consciousness thanks to a Breaking Bad trailer. In summary, it’s about impermanence, particularly with respect to the product of mankind’s efforts.
When I look at the stats on this blog, I see that had a significant number of daily actives, which peaked in 2009 or thereabouts, and has since seen a precipitous decline.
Google Reader’s end certainly had an impact, which had it’s own rise and fall, but the effects were seen earlier.
Outside of this blog, the anchors in my life have shifted over time, albeit slowly. As they’ve changed, the empires of experience and familiarity built around them have similarly met with decline.
But there are moments when something from that past resurfaces, and I see that it too was once as great a part of my life as Ozymandias was to his fictional empire.