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I hope no one's too sick. That curse, yesterday, seemed to catch a lot of people when they were feeling terrible about themselves a little bit off-guard.
Happy St. Patrick's day? I know you're supposed to drink a lot of water after something like that.
Memory's a tricky thing, though. I hope people remember yesterday; but with so many memories on the Network, I guess people might not want to. I guess memory is like...I guess it's what makes us who we are. We're all these experiences and they're all recorded in our memory, so whoever we are in the moment is just part of what we did and what we remember.
I don't know if that makes sense. But wouldn't that mean changing or giving up a memory changes who we are? I guess that's something to think about. That if we don't remember, I don't know, something small like getting beaten up in the forth grade on Parent's Day it would completely change who we are now.
It's kind of a scary thought, isn't it?
I guess, anyway. A lot of writers write about memory; and in Moby Dick it's all recalled through a memory of someone who wasn't there for a lot of it, so how Ishmael remember all those private moments with the Captain? I mean he was fictional but so were some of the people who live here so it's not like an omniscient first person narrator is such a big deal.
I don't forget a lot. Maybe that's what I'm trying to say.
Happy St. Patrick's day? I know you're supposed to drink a lot of water after something like that.
Memory's a tricky thing, though. I hope people remember yesterday; but with so many memories on the Network, I guess people might not want to. I guess memory is like...I guess it's what makes us who we are. We're all these experiences and they're all recorded in our memory, so whoever we are in the moment is just part of what we did and what we remember.
I don't know if that makes sense. But wouldn't that mean changing or giving up a memory changes who we are? I guess that's something to think about. That if we don't remember, I don't know, something small like getting beaten up in the forth grade on Parent's Day it would completely change who we are now.
It's kind of a scary thought, isn't it?
I guess, anyway. A lot of writers write about memory; and in Moby Dick it's all recalled through a memory of someone who wasn't there for a lot of it, so how Ishmael remember all those private moments with the Captain? I mean he was fictional but so were some of the people who live here so it's not like an omniscient first person narrator is such a big deal.
I don't forget a lot. Maybe that's what I'm trying to say.