One could say that at some point in the
process a little recognition lost was a little recognition gained –
but that was no longer the case. The man now had nothing, was
nothing, felt nothing, believed nothing, saw nothing, and heard
nothing. It is incredible to think – that at one point, a man could
have such an important purpose in this world only to be simply cast
off by another, younger generation as someone without meaning. Who
this man is, is not important. You would have not heard of him, and
likely the only reason you would be interested in knowing is seeing
if you recognized the name. Sure, he was a major figure, but this was
a long time ago in a very distant place. Even though he had changed
history, history had not kept him in the record books.
What may be a valid question to ask,
however, is where the man was now. Certainly he was long dead, but no
one exactly knows where his body is. It had not been received by any
cemetery, and the last of those who knew him lost contact with him
long ago. I am not one of those men. I never knew who this unsung
legend was until very recently in my life. Indeed, in many ways I am
not qualified to write this long awaited eulogy, but I feel as though
it must be done.
There is something about this man.
Something in which I can connect with, and something I think everyone
can connect with, in our own special way. It is not uncommon to fear
being forgotten. It is not uncommon to fear being gone. I, too, have
this fear. A fear of turning into this man – a fear that, though I
may do something great, I could be forgotten the second public
ideology changes hands.
Indeed, sometimes a little recognition
lost is a little recognition gained. Sometimes one must make a hard
decision everyone at the time may despise, to help those in the
future. Sometimes one must sacrifice individuality to help the
community. Sometimes those who are hated the most are the ones who
saved the world. But those who play by this rule walk a thin line.
And one day, eventually, all recognition is lost, and nothing is
gained. And no one is remembered. And the world stays the same.
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