Hitler, Stalin, Sadam and all men of that famed sort, it can be said of them they resided with evil, danced with debauchery and enjoyed it’s harmonic tune, nonetheless, they are remembered. Nonetheless, they’re legendary. Although dead, still very much alive. I ask myself “Who will remember me?” At least they are remembered, as for me, even if I am good, it will be as if I never existed. Shall I sacrifice my good will in order to be remembered? After all these men are no more sinners than myself, I being flesh, equally as they, capable of the same atrocities, but I choosing modest means over wealth and power, I choosing to execute fairness and piety, will indeed never be remembered.