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I find it really amazing how life, matches, and candles are alike. They are brought to life, can bring comfort, can bring hate, and then eventually die when their time is up. Some will last a long time, and some will last only a short time. Some will do what they were meant to do, some will destroy and cause hate and anguish, and some will not be able to experience anything at all. All this reminds me of when people are born. Do I know what will happen to me after I die? Will I be tossed out and left to someone or something else to be disposed of? Or, will I be cherished and be remembered.
My soul fear is to not be remembered by anyone, and to just be another name on a plot in a cemetary. There are so many people who haven't had the chance to live and change the lives of even one person. But here I am, someone who has changed many.....Will I still be remembered? Will I be remembered in a good way or in a bad way...Will I be remembered as someone who saved a few people, saved buildings and lives? Or will I be known as some punk who blew up a few things and has stolen some street signs in his day. I wonder about this every day and every night, and for some reason, I always come up with the same answer. I really don't know if I will be remembered, but if I am remembered, I hope that I am remembered for the good things that I have done to help people. I want to make a difference in the world, but as always, you have to start a hill climb one step at a time....one journey and mind set at a time. I just hope that people will remember me trying my hardest to save a life, help change the world, and help change the way people think about war and hate crimes.
My soul fear is to not be remembered by anyone, and to just be another name on a plot in a cemetary. There are so many people who haven't had the chance to live and change the lives of even one person. But here I am, someone who has changed many.....Will I still be remembered? Will I be remembered in a good way or in a bad way...Will I be remembered as someone who saved a few people, saved buildings and lives? Or will I be known as some punk who blew up a few things and has stolen some street signs in his day. I wonder about this every day and every night, and for some reason, I always come up with the same answer. I really don't know if I will be remembered, but if I am remembered, I hope that I am remembered for the good things that I have done to help people. I want to make a difference in the world, but as always, you have to start a hill climb one step at a time....one journey and mind set at a time. I just hope that people will remember me trying my hardest to save a life, help change the world, and help change the way people think about war and hate crimes.