28th February | Early morning hours | Text

[realimperfect]

The problem with questions, memories, and interactions is that once they occur they are difficult to forget or take back. I am struck time and time again, as people appear and leave this place, how people are difficult and painful gateways to new experiences..

And yet as they possess the power to bring great beauty and opportunity to learn, they also bring with them the ability take their piece of truth and the spice of their life with them when they disappear from this city.

Truth and memories are horrifically inescapable. Don't you think?

Comments

[madamabfly]

Memories. There was a time I had no sense of that. [She seems oddly nostalgic about it, though.]

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[realimperfect]

Really? And how was that for you? Relieving?

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[madamabfly]

It made me feel a little lost sometimes... but it didn't bother me much. I always prefer to live in the moment.

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[realimperfect]

Hm. I wonder how it would be to not remember, myself.

Vincent didn't seem to enjoy his amnesia.

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[madamabfly]

I guess different people approach losing their memories differently. I simply chose not to dwell on it.

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[realimperfect]

Which most likely worked to your advantage. Fixation seems to be the undoing of many situations.

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[madamabfly]

I have to agree with that. Most of the beings I've taken down back home were all so fixated on their one goal. It was far too easy to take them all down.