In memory of me.

What happens after I die? What would the world be like? How would people react? This question just pops up every now and then for me. Ultimately as many people, both philosophers, authors, and other individuals state: Your memory will be forgotten.

Long after the shock sets in and everyone starts accepting the fact of my death, people would literally start fading my image away from their minds. My memory, if it makes a substantial impact on people, will hopefully stay alive, but it would only become a second thought. Not a priority when it was still fresh. It will only become something that comes into mind every so often in everyone's day-to-day routine.

People will just move on. My empty seat will be replaced by someone new, someone will be there to fill the empty space in which I occupied before.

Then, there will be a time where everyone would forget about me. Everything will just rot away like everything else. Maybe my soul will be recycled, or ascends up into Heaven or whatever happens in the afterlife. Who knows? Or maybe I'll just be this numbed soul that doesn't feel anything, nor is conscious over what's going on. You never know.