We're nearly 8 billion strong. Why should they remember me amid all that? And those people 80 years later are in the middle of their own lives.
I just hope to do some good before I go.
I just hope to do some good before I go.
I mean sure, if you discover a new branch of mathematics or were a civil rights icon or something people will remember you. OK.
But I'm talking about the other 99.999%+ of us out there. Kids generally know and love their parents. Grand kids do as well in many cases. There's not too many people very close to there great grandparents and you can forget about it after that. So in reality 80 years after you die, your hopes, your dreams, your achievements, your grand ideas about the world wouldn't have amounted to shit. You made no impact. Outside of your progeny. (Maybe that's why we (collectively) have such a strong desire to have kids.)
Does that thought ever cross your mind? Does it bother you at all? Don't care?
It's better than nothing.I won't be forgotten. I'll be remembered through MN9's credits! I'm a part of history.
Dude that's fucked up 🤔That's what I thought. But after I faked my own death (long story), I found that I wasn't entirely correct. My nephew still posts RIP on his Facebook every year on the anniversary of my apparent demise.
Of course, his mom (aka my sister) doesn't give a shit. Still, she raised a good kid. Somehow.
Why don't we wheel that back to the part where you faked your death and go into a bit more detail there.That's what I thought. But after I faked my own death (long story), I found that I wasn't entirely correct. My nephew still posts RIP on his Facebook every year on the anniversary of my apparent demise.
Of course, his mom (aka my sister) doesn't give a shit. Still, she raised a good kid. Somehow.
24 hours after release: "Yo, this game only had 400 levels? When's the next content drop? Lazy devs."I have the same feelings as I do most of my creative work...
I generate a ton of content for our studio that gets consumed and immediately forgotten. No one is framing my social media post or watching a livestream I produced from six years ago.
At best I'm a disembodied voice that becomes part of some future kid's school project on popular games in the 2010s.
"At this point in my career, I could go out with a grand, 21-gun salute, and climb into a rocket and the entire Supreme Court walks out and they jointly press a button, I'm shot up into the air and there's an explosion and it's orange and it spells, "Good night and God love." In this culture? Two years later, it's going to be, who's Conan? This is going to sound grim, but eventually, all our graves go unattended."
Conan O'Brien
Just make it count now. I think it IS disturbing to think about...but uh, I guess it won't matter to me...cuz I'll be dead. :D
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This is too real.24 hours after release: "Yo, this game only had 400 levels? When's the next content drop? Lazy devs."