You Will Be Forgotten

We carve our names in trees, we put our hands in wet concrete, we strive for fame and fortune, all because we have a primal desire to be remembered. Sadly, these efforts are in vain. Trees grow, concrete cracks to rubble, and fame only lasts for fifteen minutes.

Yes. You will be forgotten.

How many names really last throughout history? Shakespeare, Caesar, Napoleon. And how long will it be before these names, too fade away? Deal with it friends. Your existence is brief, and after you're gone, the world's memory of you will quickly follow.

So how do we live on?

By our deeds and our deeds alone. Good deeds echo eternally, but bad deeds are snuffed. There's a good chance that you couldn't tell me your great great grandfather's name, what he did, or where he came from. But the choices he made have had an insurmountable effect on who you are and what you value. You will carry his good deeds forth because you can see how they are in harmony with the universe. Meanwhile, you will spend a lifetime trying to snuff out all of the bad pieces of yourself that you got handed. You will never get them all, but the one's you overlook, or are too weak to overcome will eventually be destroyed for you by others; chances are by your own descendants. These are the pieces of you that will disappear.

Evil takes many forms, but in the end always loses because its effects are not cohesive with the function of the universe. Put forth hate into the world, and your footprints will wash away quickly.

Put forth Love, and your thumbprint will remain here eternally. Put forth Love and have your deeds carried out by your children and those whose lives you have touched.

PUT FORTH LOVE, AND LIVE FOREVER.