This blog will introduce people to my concept of memory processing with stores stimulus. I love memories and believe people take them for granted. Anyone can retrace their past. We live on in memory like the scribbles of a gentle god. Our names are placed but not erased.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Dual memories of a place lost to birth.
My friend mentioned that he had strange memories of being in a dome like place with a blue sky. The sun was bleeding through soft natural clouds and it felt like home. It felt "blue". I had the same memory too. How about you guys, does any of this ring a bell? Is this collective memory a heaven of sorts.
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