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Oblivion

Hey there.
So,there is one thing I've kind of had on my mind again after re-watching the TFiOS trailer for about an infinity of times (and this was inplied to be an inside-joke,but it may have not sounded like that) and it fits,since I haven't really written anything deep and so in quite a while now.Unless you count my fandom rambles as 'deep'.
If you have read the book/seen the trailer,you must know that the one thing Augustus fears most is oblivion and I can only agree.It's one of those things I just used to lay in my bed at midnight(back when I was about 5) and think about and sometimes even cry about,because why not.
Yes,I was a deep 5 years old.
Anyway.
I,for one,can not conceive the idea of just being.I mean,I do realise that life doesn't really have to have some deeper meaning,that we just come and go,and all that,but please,tell me why should I choose to decide to make my existence meaningless and pointless?I choose to at least think that I have a road to take and a path to follow and a difference to make,because just living for the sake of it sounds very shallow to me.
I suppose I am a lost cause,an idealist,but I just want to make a difference at some point,you know?Any sort of difference.I do realise that it's not going to make my life last forever,or my name be forever known,but helping someone makes a difference to this world,it makes a difference to them and it does make a difference in what you are as a person.
I think it was Achiles who just wanted his name to be forever remembered because of his victories in battle,and that kind of stuff,and I think that that is both beatifull and foolish at the same time.I mean,of course someone has to fight in a war once it has started,but do there really need to be wars?Do we really believe that being the best killer of all is something worth being remembered for?Of course,that may be better than not being remembered at all,but is it worth it?
I think that even if people aren't always to remember your name,or your face or your Tumblr blog or anything like that,the simple idea that maybe you were the reason someone didn't end his life,or maybe you were the reason a cat was still around long enough to give birth to some kittens,the simple thought that you did something to make this hell a little less cruel is good enough to make you worth remembering.
I do believe that complete oblivions is inevitable because of course you aren't going to be remembered forever.Maybe an asteroid is going to hit the earth and there isn't going to be anyone left to remember anything at all anymore.Or maybe the exact opposite thing will happen,maybe 5,000 years are going to pass and the world would have moved on too much for them to still remember someone like you.
I think that Jack being forgotten or unkown was the scaries thing after Rose let go of his hand in Titanic.I mean,that made me cry so much.A nice fella with a lot of life just radiating out of him,with a lover that's real and just boom,he gets at the bottom of the ocean and is forever forgotten,only left in the mind of one person that will take his identity to the grave with her.That's sad. 
At some point we all have to go and we all have to be forgotten,but is it so wrong to just want to make a difference big enough to be remembered for a short while? 
Think about. 

Love always,
Me. 

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