Who's going to remember you ? Everyone knows who Shakespeare was, born over 400 years ago and probably be never forgotten but what about us, who will remember us or any of our family's in 400 years time ? I suspect know one will have a clue who we were, unless you have done something like Shakespeare did.
Considering that the market for doing the unforgettable has been shrinking since doing something became fashionable, it is not surprising that the majority of us pass into obscurity -- sometimes even before dying. As an example, I remember when the number of books published in any given year was a few thousand and the number of working authors was just a few hundred. Authors had a not good but a better opportunity of being noticed (thus remembered) then than in today's market where there are over 45,500 authors in the US alone, and all of them are vying for the title of best known for one thing or another. Saying 4 or 5 out of that number attain unforgettable status and the percentage is about 0.0011%.
So far, it appears my presence on this planet will be remembered, but just barely unless something happens that I have no right to expect. We're farming a series for TV, but the market is fickle and fleeting. The more important point is, making the effort. Not making the effort guarantees a spot on the long list of the forgotten absolutely within two generations.
BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
I don't understand why this is an important thing in some people's lives. I've met people who want to leave their footprints in the sands of time. I realize it's a fear of being forgotten when one dies, but I could care less. If I'm remembered by those who love me great, if not, I'll be dead.
The vast majority of people who have ever lived have been totally forgotten, but had any one of them not lived, the consequences for now or tomorrow may be or might have been incredible.
What you did, is far more important than whether or not you are remembered for it
Don't really care. I'm not into the egoic need to be remembered. Never felt the need to procreate to make sure a part of me would continue. I'm not a beautiful and unique snowflake. "You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else!"- Tyler Durden, Fight Club