I don’t understand how some people view having kids as the pinnacle of life—their highest or even sole priority and the only way to be attain true fulfillment—their only true legacy. Do you think the universe will not live on after you die unless you leave another generation in your wake? You think children are the only way to ensure you are not forgotten? You are comforted that after you die, people will reflect upon their ancestors and that shall be the only monument to your existence?
Leaving a legacy of bloodlines is not my deepest desire—it is a lower priority at best but more akin to a mere possibility among a sea of others. Children should augment your life because you can provide for them and create beings who can make the world a better place. They are not tools to fulfill a misguided, lost sense of worldly purpose.
I want my legacy to be some accomplishment—to have done something—something that affects others. I’d rather save a business, save people’s jobs or, better, create some to benefit the entirety of society. I want to save a life—make someone happy—help someone find the beauty that is life. At the very least, make someone smile.
I’d rather help save the world and fall in love with her whilst doing it. I want to know my beautiful planet for we are all her children. I want to sleep beneath the stars, breathe in the universe, and feel the exhilaration as the wilderness courses through my being. I want to experience her like it’s two lovers’ last night together. I want to see her secrets, to witness her beauty at its fullest and admire the wondrous creatures life, evolution and time have laboriously wrought.
And when I die, I want to be buried without a coffin. So my remains can be fertilizer to the plants, which can reach out to the sun and stars, forever seeking the mysteries of the universe and sustaining the world after my conscious fades from the living. My energy will live unto eternity feeding into the workings of this beautiful planet—for I was never my forefather’s legacy. I am a daughter of this beautiful planet—the product of mother nature and father time and am beholden to them and no one else. I am a child of this Earth and its lovely stars and will never forget that.