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maskormenace2018-11-08 07:50 pm
hellraiser02) wrote in maskormenace2018-11-08 07:50 pm
Anon text;
How many people do you remember? Do you remember all the people who shaped you? Are you living for anyone, at this moment?
Memories are precious things in this place. We can lose them easily, and they can be returned on a whim. We have no control over it. You can record them, leave them behind here, but even if you hear or read them again, they may not have any meaning to you. Maybe you won’t feel anything at all when reading them, or having someone relay them to you. In that case, aren’t you reading someone else’s memories rather than your own?
Would you be happier to forget them? Or would you want to be able to remember them, no matter what?
As for me, I want to carry these memories with me, for better or worse, for as long as possible. It’s how I’ve always lived anyway. People that have died, people that have left. People that saved me, people that hurt me. For me, it’s a way of living. I know that eventually, I’ll leave this place, and I’ll forget some of them, but I don’t mind bearing their weight for now.
(Sorry. Another rambling, self-indulgent 'in memoriam' post. I hear these are passé, now.)
Memories are precious things in this place. We can lose them easily, and they can be returned on a whim. We have no control over it. You can record them, leave them behind here, but even if you hear or read them again, they may not have any meaning to you. Maybe you won’t feel anything at all when reading them, or having someone relay them to you. In that case, aren’t you reading someone else’s memories rather than your own?
Would you be happier to forget them? Or would you want to be able to remember them, no matter what?
As for me, I want to carry these memories with me, for better or worse, for as long as possible. It’s how I’ve always lived anyway. People that have died, people that have left. People that saved me, people that hurt me. For me, it’s a way of living. I know that eventually, I’ll leave this place, and I’ll forget some of them, but I don’t mind bearing their weight for now.
(Sorry. Another rambling, self-indulgent 'in memoriam' post. I hear these are passé, now.)
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It doesn't really get easier, either.
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But I wonder if memories are any help in breaking the cycle, anyway. We could keep chasing after them, hoping we'll get some clue or path out of them, but maybe we're all just spinning our wheels in the mud and there's nothing to find.
Just looking forward isn't our nature either, though.
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After all, if we'd known what to do, then, we wouldn't be here, now, would we?
But you're not wrong. There are too many directions to look, and not enough time.
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Not just Lachesis and her "subtle" nudges. Atropos, too.