Prompt
I made a wish on a shooting star, and it actually came true. What I wished
for...
Botner
...was to leave a legacy, and I have been living up to that ever since. The
next question is...would I want to end it all? Maybe...but I would have to
be crazy to give up now. Two hours later, I stood in the yard of my home in
the small city of Bandar, in Central Asia, having just made a living pot
with my own hands. Would I take up that trade for the rest of my life?
No...I don’t want that life. The world needs more good guys like me, like
everyone, not more killers. I will never end my life...if the world ends
with a bang or a whimper, I will be a happy man. I look back down at the pot
of light, illuminated with the fire I made and smile. I know...the world
won’t end with a whimper...not any time soon, anyway.
Conclusion
Of course, I won’t see the world end, because I did not wish to live
forever. Looking back, that would have probably been the better idea. If I
could stick around, I wouldn’t need a legacy, I would just keep going, keep
helping people. Only dead people have legacies, and they don’t even get to
enjoy them. Still, I think I’ll be okay when I finally do die. I hold onto
my newfound love of gardening, and help make the world a better place
through it. I plant as many trees as I can. I sell seeds to keep the dream
alive, and use it to buy up huge swaths of rainforests, to protect them from
the deforestation companies. I’m not a hero, or a god, but I believe I’ve
done my part. Perhaps no one will remember my name, but they will enjoy the
literal fruits of my labor. They will sit under my trees, and walk amongst
them, and watch the wildlife scamper, and crawl, and fly. Further in the
future, my trees will die, but will seed the next generation, and my legacy
will go on even then. It can’t be stopped. In the end, I’ll never really
die, because what I have done is contribute to the persistence of life. No,
I won’t be there to see it with my eyes, but I see it with my heart, and
when the world finally does end—with that bang, or a whimper—I know I’ll at
least have done everything I could to protect it.
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