How do you want the world to remember you ?

Someone asked me recently, “How do you want the world to remember you?”

But why must the world remember me? I believe it doesn’t need to. Human memory is broad. Human memory is too short. So, don’t remember me. Remember yourself. Remember who you truly are. The world need not remember me. Nobody has to. There’s no compulsion, and I don’t wish to be remembered. I wish to be free. Forget me like the last rain, forget me like the lost train, forget me like the morning dew, forget me like the broken cage.

Just forget me. Forget me in peace. But if, by one’s own volition, someone remembers me, then let them remember me as if I were never gone.

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