Horcruxes

"Creating one Horcrux gives one the ability to anchor one's own soul to earth if the body is destroyed; the more horcruxes one creates, the closer one is to true immortality. Creating multiple Horcruxes is suggested to be costly to the creator, by both diminishing their humanity and even physically disfiguring them."

sometimes we wonder "do i really matter?"
"who really knows me?"

and we fear the death of ourselves. that if no one knows who we really are, we could be alive but our past and the many sides of our present that no one else sees have perished. disappeared off the face of the earth. and our past and present is what our soul is. and if we are not known to the world we are dead.

maybe this is what fame is about. fame is about preserving yourself by putting pieces of you into the lives of many others.

the rest of us unfamous people, we preserve ourselves in writing, in pictures, in souls of vessels. these preservations only count if they are held in jars of human clay. and so we tell people about our lives; construct an identity; want to be remembered.


despite lessons from the past, we decide to take a leap of trust. we entrust somebody with our secrets and our effort and time. we voluntarily cut open a bit of ourselves to share with them. here is a bit of my flesh. i offer it to you, because that ensures i live on here, by putting a little piece of my life in your clay vessel.

creating a horcrux is painful. preserving yourself includes ripping your own soul apart and putting it in a separate vessel so that even if you die physically, you are immortal in the memories carved into the minds of others. what is the price of trust?