I've been listening to World Was Wide Enough from the Hamilton soundtrack. It's the part where Hamilton dies. Hamilton's part goes (he's dying here, shot by Burr):
“I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
Is this where it gets me, on my feet, sev’ral feet ahead of me?
I see it coming, do I run or fire my gun or let it be?
There is no beat, no melody
Burr, my first friend, my enemy
Maybe the last face I ever see
If I throw away my shot, is this how you’ll remember me?
What if this bullet is my legacy?
Legacy. What is a legacy?
It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see
I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me
America, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me
You let me make a difference
A place where even orphan immigrants can leave their fingerprints and rise up
I’m running out of time. I’m running, and my time’s up , wise up, eyes up
I catch a glimpse of the other side
Laurens leads a soldiers’ chorus on the other side
My son is on the other side
He’s with my mother on the other side Washington is watching from the other side
Teach me how to say goodbye
Rise up, rise up, rise up
My love, take your time
I’ll see you on the other side
Raise a glass to freedom…”
Since I'll never get stuff done like Hamilton, I started thinking about this "legacy" thing. Billions of people were born and died in this world and no one remembers their name. Even if you do something good, people may try to keep it anonymous because of reasons. The easiest way to be remembered seems to be committing a large mass murder. Some people don't care about what happens after they die. I don't really either, I'll never see it, but I'm afraid of death and still think about "legacy".
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Yes, I do. My family has a long history and I'd rather not be a stain on it's page.1