Yo vivo en el recuerdo de la gente, en la memoria de la gente. Si yo logro que la gente me olvide, yo me olvidare de la gente. Y quando nadie me recuerde, yo dejare de existir.

This is something I found, in my box of memories… Is something I wrote long time ago… I think when I was 18 years old…
I don’t remember if when I write this, I have already read it somewhere else.
But this, I think is been keept in my mind. I have always thinked about this.

I live in the remembers of the people, in the memories of the people. If I am able to make people forget me, I will forget the people. And when nobody will remember me, I will stop to exist.