Santa Monica, California, USA
"The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones;"
Along those lines, I'm not too interested in being remembered. Except, if I read the lines correctly, the context was sarcastic, not pontifical, and there is that modifier, "oft." It leaves open the possibility that whatever "good" men do might also live after them.
From Plato through Jung we find the concept of the collective subconscience, and the related concepts surrounding architypes.
In this realm, everything that everyone does contributes over time to the collective, and archetypes -- the hero, the lover, the seeker, the saint, and the sinner evolve cross culturally. Campbell also get into this very heavily. The gist of his thought is expressed most succinctly in "The Hero With a Thousand Names."
The "hero" may best reflect the human essence, capable of both good and evil, warrior (who kills in defense of the collective) and sacrificial lamb (who dies or is killed for the good of the collective). The "hero" as archetype may be profoundly real and powerful, but that does not need to mean that the "hero" is the most perfected of beings.
As a species, we are, I think, still a work in progress. We haveven't been around all that long, and neither our species nor
archetypes are yet cast in stone, or unmalleable neurons.
I think I'd rather be totally unremembered in terms of name or deeds, if somehow what ever "good things" that I and millions of others have done, work their way into the collective as part of a subconscious "knowing" that is not merely OK, but admirable and needful to "do good things." This is doing good things on a human level, without invoking the archetype of the Saint and related metaphysics.
I'm neither a philosopher nor a deep believer in much of anything. I do have underlying notion though, suggesting that there may be another bit of the collective at work: "We're here to help each other out."
If my presence in life, and the presence of countless other's who seem to feel this way, contributes to a shift, or new possibility in archetype, a redefinition on a neural level of what constitutes a "hero," then life might have been worth something for all like minded souls.
Consciousness seems to be involved in yet another intricate process of evolution, and there is no shortage of contemporary and historical Avatars, teachers, thinkers, leaders, whose influence far outstrips the universal knowlege of their names or remembrance of their specific deeds.
I'd just like to contribute to that collective notion, that's it is "good" to act decently. Jesus had a great handle on it. "Love one another."
As a species, we haven't quite caught up with the implication of that insight, or the similar insight of others, but, as a species, I think we're working on it.
As to my name, hey,
You can call me Ray,
or you can call me Jay,
or you can call me Johnson,
But you doesn't have to call me late for dinner.
The above being an old bit of vaudeville schtick, included because laughing is part of who I am, and I wouldn't mind a little more of that in the world either.
Life can be a feast, and we don't have to eat each other.