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A man was reading his morning newspaper.
To his surprise and horror, he read his name in the obituary column. The newspapers had mistakenly reported the death of the wrong person for sure. He was shocked to read a news headline about his death.
When he regained his composure, He read it to find out what people had said about him.
The obituary included sentences like, “Dynamite King Dies.” and “He was the merchant of death.”.
The man was the inventor of dynamite and when he read the words “merchant of death,” he asked himself a question…
“Is this how I am going to be remembered?” he asked himself. He decided that this was not the way he wanted to be remembered and he decided to change.
From that day on, he started working toward world peace. His name was Alfred Nobel and he is remembered today by the great Nobel Prize, the greatest of all the prizes.
The Nobel Prize has been honouring men and women from all corners of the globe for outstanding achievements in physics, chemistry, medicine, literature, and for work in peace since 1901.
The foundations for the prize were laid in 1895 when Alfred Nobel wrote his last will, leaving much of his wealth to the establishment of the Nobel Prize.
Moral: It is never too late to start over.
This story is difficult to verify, it may be that the death of his brother Ludwig prompted newspapers to print the erroneous obituary. However, this is a sobering story and one worth reflecting on.
How do you want to be remembered?
Alan /|\
How do you want to be remembered?
I'm almost finishing up a long history of the notorious Aleister Crowley. It's called Perdurabo. The interesting thing is that while he was romping around the world being a marginally despicable person, his productivity and literary output were so formidable that he has been largely resuscitated by occult practitioners. I imagine he got the last laugh--and is still laughing.