It's a comforting thought to be just one more of billions of life forms that happened then ended.

I think about my great-great-great-granddad a lot. Never knew him, never met him, never heard anything about him. But if he hadn't done the horizontal mombo with may great^3granny I wouldn't be here. Good job great^3 grandpop!!

Yeah so why are you worry about it enjoy the present time and live the life because nothing remains

Document your life (photos and stories), then post it on the internet and give your story to your children to pass down to your descendants. As a genealogist, I wish my ancestors had the tools we have to pass the memory of us along. However, I have no illusions that in 500 years, or less, the world will probably have forgotten that I ever existed. C’est la vie.

If you agree with some Physicists on the idea of an oscillating Universe in eternity, just wait, you'll be back.

I prefer to be more positive and keep in mind that I will not be remembered for more than a generation or two but my genes will go on a bit longer and i hope I shall have made a small difference.

No, doesn't bother me a bit. And the essence of what I am comprised of, call it energy, will exist forever. All I am has always been and always will be. Physics, no need to supernatural powers.

I do, and I am cool with that thought.

No, not really.

Dying happens to everyone.

Being forgotton can be delayed a bit - after all, Julius Caeser's managed it for a couple of thousant years. So has Noah, and he didn't exist, and is remembered for building a boat he never built.

The thought has kind of niggled at me ever since I was a kid — what a shame to die without leaving any mark in history. But, meh... No one remembers the guy/gal who invented the wheel.

No because I read something once that said to be immortal: plant a tree, write a poem, have a child. I have done all of those and have wonderful children and grandchildren. Planted trees; wrote many stories, films, books and poems...most important, I know without undue humility I have touched and changed many lives. So...I know I will not be forgotten. However, sometimes I wish I had more faith in regard to what happens after. I want to come back as an otter...laugh if you must, but swims all day, plays with friends and eats sea food. My kind of life. LOL.

Yes. Most days I take comfort in the idea that all my follies will be forgotten (I hope). Other days, I continue my plan to steal the Mona Lisa when I'm 94

Yep. That's why I try to live every moment to its fullest as best I can. Like Warren Zevon said, enjoy every sandwich.

Sure, doesn’t everyone? It’s one of the reasons for religion imho: to live forever, in some form, and because they can’t face the reality.
But I think as long as others remember us, we aren’t completely gone.