How would you like to be remembered?

[Disgustipated]

The question is, should it matters how we are remembered? Why do we care so much what others think?

 

[NickyJ]

I wouldn't want to be remembered.

That sounds fine for me too.

I don't think I'll really care how I was remembered. Going on the assumption that my religious views are correct, I'll be in heaven and not giving a toot what you guys think of me. On the impossible chance that my views are wrong, I'll be nothing and still won't care.

This.

 

[Disgustipated]

This thread has brought to mind some deep fears I have of no one caring or remembering who I am. As I said above, ideally it should not matter what others think of us, or how they remember us. But it's a scary thought that our lives are pointless and after we are dead no one would care. If you have kids they will care, but after a couple generations know one will ever know your personality, or who you really were. It's like you never existed. I find the lack of meaning in my life disconcerting.

 

[Traitorfish]

What do you mean when you say "meaning"?

 

[bhsup]

OMG, I just had a Clintonesque "is" moment...

 

[downtown]

For being a generally nice guy who did good for other people. If I leave this blue and green marble a little nicer than how I found it, then I think I did okay.

 

[El_Machinae]

Given my views on life, I'd like to be remembered for something I said recently.

 

[Artifis]

I'd like to be remembered as somebody who managed to help humanity progress forward. Somebody who helped to stop the ravaging of the planet would be nice.

 

[bombshoo]

I don't want to be remembered. If I'm being remembered that means I'm dead. I don't plan on dying.

 

[CaptainF]

At first I didn't understand what the big deal about the shirt was, until I looked closer...

As for the answer, I don't care too much. Although one reason I don't own sex toys is because if I die, I wouldn't want my mom finding them. I'd rather my mother think I don't ever have sex.

So back to the picture, exactly what kind of mushrooms was this guy picking?

They could have been picking any of the numerous species of edible culinary mushrooms that grow here (which many people do seasonally in order to sell them and supplement their income)...or possibly the more entertaining kind of mushrooms.

I found this story on Fox News . com, and I really gotta say something here. I find this story odd. The picture in fox news shows a completely different picture.

I'm not saying she's good looking or anything, but what's she doing with a loser like him?

Or is this a different family that got lost picking mushrooms? How many people get lost picking mushrooms? How can you get lost picking mushrooms? Just walk back the way you came. I don't get it.

She could be with him for any number of reasons. He appears to be a fun-loving, laid-back dude, looks aside.

And it's quite easy to get lost in the dense forests of S. Oregon and N. California. Lots of very rough, mountainous terrain, lots of thick foliage and some of the tallest trees on the planet can be quite disorienting especially if the weather is really cold and rainy like it is during Winter. You wouldn't have to be eating magic mushrooms to find yourself out in the middle of nowhere with no clue about how to return.

As having been less wrong than right. It's all anyone can hope for, really.

Yeah...sad as it seems that's how most people are remembered; either good or bad. There's usually not much of a grey area, if at all.

The question is, should it matters how we are remembered? Why do we care so much what others think?

Memories that we create are the only things we leave behind, more or less.

This thread has brought to mind some deep fears I have of no one caring or remembering who I am. As I said above, ideally it should not matter what others think of us, or how they remember us. But it's a scary thought that our lives are pointless and after we are dead no one would care. If you have kids they will care, but after a couple generations know one will ever know your personality, or who you really were. It's like you never existed. I find the lack of meaning in my life disconcerting.

Some people find lack of meaning disconcerting...others find it liberating.

But of course "meaning" is highly subjective

For being a generally nice guy who did good for other people. If I leave this blue and green marble a little nicer than how I found it, then I think I did okay.

Yes indeed.

 

[_random_]

Still, I want a Viking funeral, okay?

Well, according to a Neopagan website (which admittedly probably has jacksquat to do with actual Norse religious practices, but they are quoting the Poetic Edda here), this is to be read at funerals:

Cattle die, kinsmen die,
one day you die yourself;
I know one thing that never dies-
the dead man's reputation.

This would seem to contradict what you said before. Even if it isn't read, an accurately reconstructed Viking funeral would almost certainly include polytheistic invocations and quite possibly human sacrifice if you die with enough wealth, and I'd imagine you wouldn't want those.

 

[Cheezy the Wiz]

How would you like to be remembered by many after you die?

By people I knew? For the kind of person I was.

By people I never knew? For what I accomplished, for what I stood for.

In the memories of others is our only shot at immortality. Marcus Atilius Regulus died 2400 years ago, but people today are still inspired by who he was. No one remembers what Gnaeus the wheat farmer stood for. Gnaeus is completely dead, but Regulus lives on.

Would such an image of yourself mortify you?

There are enough embarrassing pictures of me out there already.

 

[bhsup]

Well, really, I just wanna burn in a boat floating out to sea. Don't rightly care what is being read

 

[Narz]

I don't care how I'll be remembered. I'll be dead then.

I'd like to be liked & respected in my lifetime though. I think everyone would. When I was suicidal I pondered the OP's question but now I never do. I'd like to be a lasted good influence on my daughter even once I'm dead but I'd rather that just be from positive influence rather than her waxing poetic about me at a funeral or something.

In the memories of others is our only shot at immortality. Marcus Atilius Regulus died 2400 years ago, but people today are still inspired by who he was. No one remembers what Gnaeus the wheat farmer stood for. Gnaeus is completely dead, but Regulus lives on.

Actually, they're both dead.

Never heard of Regulus until now either (might have read his name in a history book), my dad had a book by the other famous Roman Marcus though & a bust of him.

 

[azzaman333]

If people remember me fondly, that'd be more or less sufficient.

 

[IdiotsOpposite]

I wanna be remembered as the man who broke the world.

Nah, just kidding. Being somewhat renowned as discovering some crazy awesome new theorem would be nice though.

 

[Cheezy the Wiz]

Actually, they're both dead.

/completely misunderstood the post

Never heard of Regulus until now either (might have read his name in a history book), my dad had a book by the other famous Roman Marcus though & a bust of him.

Regulus was a general during the First Punic War. He was captured, but agreed to return to Rome on parole as part of a peace envoy, provided he gave his word to return to Carthage with them if he failed. When he arrived in Rome, he appeared before the Senate and successfully convinced them to reject the Carthaginian proposals and continue the fight. He then honored his word and returned to Carthage, and his imminent execution. He is remembered for this gesture, and not for the horrible ass-whooping he gave the Carthaginians earlier in the war, causing them to seek the employ of a Spartan mercenary to reorganize their army and take the fight to Regulus. It is extolled as an example of both patriotism and the incredible strength of his character, to honor his word even to an enemy, all the more because he faced certain death by doing so, and when he could have so easily have been rescued or escaped.

 

[Narz]

/completely misunderstood the post

No, I understood. I just don't find living for historical glory as romantic or inspiring as most. Not to mention the likelihood of any of us attaining any meaningful memory in the collective consciousness in the distant future is near zero.

Thanks for the info though, I read about him a bit on wiki too as I'm always curious the attributes of people who are admired/brought up in conversation.

 

[Hygro]

For being a generally nice guy who did good for other people. If I leave this blue and green marble a little nicer than how I found it, then I think I did okay.

That's code for "I'M GONNA ROCK THIS WORLD"

 

[Mechanicalsalvation]

That is the exact shirt I want to be remembered in!

People would remember you mostly becouse of what you are not what you have I think.

Not being a total loser and loner.

I agree with one exception. If I could be the biggest looser and lonliest person. In fact anything great in "good or bad" way is worthy to remember...

I wouldn't want to be remembered.

Same here. In fact I wouldnt even bother to say that I would want to be remembered.

I want to be remembered for my research contributions, not petty details about my personal life.

I don't want to be remembered. If I'm being remembered that means I'm dead. I don't plan on dying.

Good luck to you both.

Regulus was a general during the First Punic War. He was captured, but agreed to return to Rome on parole as part of a peace envoy, provided he gave his word to return to Carthage with them if he failed. When he arrived in Rome, he appeared before the Senate and successfully convinced them to reject the Carthaginian proposals and continue the fight. He then honored his word and returned to Carthage, and his imminent execution. He is remembered for this gesture, and not for the horrible ass-whooping he gave the Carthaginians earlier in the war, causing them to seek the employ of a Spartan mercenary to reorganize their army and take the fight to Regulus. It is extolled as an example of both patriotism and the incredible strength of his character, to honor his word even to an enemy, all the more because he faced certain death by doing so, and when he could have so easily have been rescued or escaped.

Impresive.Thats something worthy to remember (for a while).


Seriously though it is worth to be remembered only by those who realy know you. So it is perhaps only God who qualifies.