When I die, I only want to be remembered by a select few - I don't want intricacies of my life to be available to whoever can open up a magazine or a web page. I think it's safe to say I'm not one to make a big deal out of most things.
Its like how people look up at the night sky - we marvel at the beauty of a graveyard of stars - the lights burn brightest when its too late to appreciate their wonder. Existence, supernova, white dwarf, gone for eternity. Lost in a black hole of insignificance and unimportance.
I don't care about being remembered too much - I'd rather fade into obscurity than blow up in infamy. Rhyme skills, WHATUP.
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Sorry babe, going to have to disagree with you in some part. It’s impossible for you to EVER just fade into obscurity. If anything, you’re just going have to take blowing up in grandeur (definitely not superficial fame) as your means of exit, weather you like it or not. An ascetic life is not what you are about. No matter how scared you may be at times, you will fill your life to the bursting brim. And this bursting brim is always a measure known only to you. No one else can judge when you’ve stacked in as much as you are able to, no one else can tell you when to role over and disappear into a black hole. I know you won’t let them even though you’re really easy going at times.
Recognition of YOUR talent is not ordained for affirmation only though death. With out even knowing it you’re already making little marks here and there (a big one in a little someone’s heart). And there’s no question that YOU, my dearest friend, will be celebrated even after you move alone to shake up some more hearts in another life. It’s pretty certain that you will find it a bit hard to be remembered by JUST a select few (doooood, a “few”), you have a lot of life to live, a lot of faces to meet, most of which will remember even just a bit of you. You have a mind burning bright already. People can see it from here. Trust me. See it for yourself.
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