Of little or no importance

On my walk home from school today, I pondered, "What if my life ended today?  What would happen?  How would I be remembered?  Would I be remembered?"  You know, the usual questions.  In Japan it's easy for me to think like this because it seems you spend at least one half of the day being either ignored or gawked at, which at times can be very paradoxical, and I came to the conclusion that whether or not I'm remembered is irrelevant because either way those memories will eventually fade.  What is important is what you pass on to others and what they thought of you or what they think of you but what you give to other whether it be knowledge, money, or encouragement.  That is what makes life for living!  Passing on our joy to others so they can in turn pass it to someone else.