It is a curious stuff... a useful kind of stuff.
I sometimes wish I had more of it.
I sometimes wish the stuff I had was just better quality.
A highly coveted stuff the world over.
Often wasted, rarely overused, although sometimes... used to spectacular result.
Even a fun kind of stuff.
An incontrovertible rudder.
An inescapable container.
A delightful mire of dream and experience.
A sincere stream of lucid emotion.
The prime commanding piece of the whole.
I have found it a pleasure to work with, though at times it has been my greatest enemy.
The fierce conviction of it's resolve is enjoyably synergistic, yet can be entirely formidable and seemingly indomitable.
An unimaginable proponent of progress and forward motion, as well a powerful source of challenge and fatigue.
A vast and ever-changing scape of the lingering past is found among it's legions... "I"
among them, born of their pieces and placement.
A clattering amalgamation of friends and rivals seeking voice in the future that is "Me."
Emergence of seemingly distant relics can sometimes gain audience unexpectedly, even
without invitation.
Perseverance, anchored by focused, purposeful direction are often the only tools of
progress.
Inextricably bound with time, it is incapable of suspension or regression.
These are a few of my thoughts on the topic of the mind and memory. Some of it is purely expression conceived in my contemplations and curiosities. Due to the nature of this immensely broad subject which I have been churning over in my mind as of late I thought it might be beneficial to etch out some of my core ideas this way. I've been drawn more toward the ideas of memory and personality lately but will more likely tackle that idea at some future point. Anyway... thus is my rambling tendency fulfilled at the moment.
Beyond all that... life is good! I am looking forward to my brief trip back to California in a couple weekends, a viewing of The Dark Knight on IMAX this coming Monday night, as well as a late dinner tonight. Yum!(I'm not actually sure what it will be yet. Ha)
(running away now)
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