I want to do something which will have people remember me after my time is up and I die.
I don’t belive in god and a afterlife so the only way I can live on when I die is through memories. And let’s face it, most of us will be forgotten. When we’re gone and everyone who knew us are gone. Who will remember us then? Who will know who we were and what we did? And if someone come across our gravestones or our names in a book, that will be all there is. A name. Nothing more. And that’s when we’ll truly be gone.
Not that I belive in that “she’ll live as long as you remember her” crap. When I’m dead I’m dead, no matter how many people remember me. But still, I want to leave a mark on the world. It’s hard enough to know one day I’ll disappear but knowing even the memory of me will disappear, that’s agonizing. It will be like I never existed.
It’s hard to think about. And I think about these things a lot. Death is like this horrible black cloud hanging over me.
Don’t tell me I should try to find god and all that shit because I don’t want to. I don’t want to be one of those who accept old stories as the truth just because they’ve been around for a long time. The sheer number of different religions is evidence of how they can’t be real.
I wish there was a afterlife though. If there is I don’t think it has anything to do with any religion though. Life and death are mysteries we’ll probably never be able to explain. To think we can is arrogant. And to think that your truth is the one truth, that’s even worse.
If you don’t agree with my that’s fine. I’m not judging you, just disagreeing with you.
This turned out all depressing but that’s what happens when I stay up late and think too much. Oh well, life’s a bitch and then you die! End of rant! Over and out!
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LOL I agree that life’s a bitch and then you die. It’s so complicated and it sucks sometimes
As for religion, people have the right to think what they want, without being pressured otherwise.
I don’t believe in god or any type of religion but still I can’t say I believe there will be nothing when I’m gone. It don’t seem possible somehow. Not saying I’m scared of death and that’s why I believe that, I feel no fear of dying. What can you do if it happens! Nothing. It happens to all of us, why spend time worrying about it!
My thoughts exactly (except that I have my own religion)! This is something I find myself musing about when I get emotional or when I feel like I’m useless to anyone. I’m not really running after fame or anything but it sure does seem like a nice thing when people remember who you are and what your purpose was, even decades after you’ve left this world. D:
Why talk about death anyway? Death means sadness. But you’re right that it is just there hanging in front of us. One can be remembered if he/she made an unforgettable thing to the people around him. So I guess even the tiniest thing can matter depending on the people who will appreciate.
I always think about death. I always do. (I have a religion btw
) I mean what was I then before I lived. Was I… something? How did I come to this world then? I mean I can’t have just been conjured up somewhere. And when I’m gone, where will i go then? Just disappear? Go back to where I came from? I don’t know… well these are what I think anyway…
And I agree, I want to leave something behind. Make a song or something. I don’t think I can be like the scientists like Isaac Newton or the great Roman conquerors or what. kinda hard
But I hope to leave behind a memory somehow… and I don’t mind if it’s just small scale. As long as the people who matter to me remember me. But I know I’ll be in good hands in the end…
I do believe in reincarnation. I couldn’t tell you how it works but I believe it is real. I’m not sure what that has to do with anything though, I have no other comment on that subject lol.
I do think about my life and what it will mean when it’s over. I sometimes have an urge to just write out my life story so that someone can find it and read it in the future. But then I think about how long it would be. Or short. Depending on what I included in it. I think I started writing one once but then you always leave things out and it gets all out of order. I just feel like it’s more work than it’s worth.
I think exactly the same – i also think about this alot too >.< It’s really depressing.
Of course you can use my idea
Credit is also muchly appreciated (WTF is with my site dieing all of a sudden) so Thankyou Angelica! 