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[a few hesitant pen taps before writing]
I've been doing some thinking about those days with the castle and the pictures. Maybe this is just me looking at it from a psychologist's perspective, but I'd like to think it was the castle trying to tell us something as oppose to just screwing with us, though I'm not entirely sure that it does screw with us at all - at least not in intention. It just has a roundabout way of going about things.
Those pictures are our memories. With memories come secrets and while I certainly respect a person's right to their secrets, I think that too many secrets can be a bad thing, as well as too few. Too much of the truth can damage relationships, believe it or not, but too little of it can cause them to not even form to begin with. Now, I'm not one of the people that lost my memories, and while on some level I'm thankful for it - I didn't have to worry about doctor-patient confidentiality being breached in any way - I'm also curious as to why only some of us were chosen. Was it only those who the castle felt had more of their story to tell, or was it just a fit of a frustration that only reached so far before they were too burned out to continue? Creating all of that had to take a serious amount of energy and effort on their part, so I'm curious as to what the actual reasons were.
It almost makes me want to ask what people believe the whole purpose of that was. Who found something about themselves that they had lost, or who came to understand someone better? Did it improve any of their relationships, or destroy them?
More to the point, however, I wonder what this means in the terms of the castle itself. This place, in and of itself, is built on secrets. No one here fully understands the nature of this place, and while that is part of the mystery, perhaps even part of the excitement, it makes you wonder as to how that effects the castle itself. Does it's need for understanding trigger these events, or is it simply what some would consider a malevolent being, just out to hurt us rather than help us? Is it trying to express something to us, tell us something that we aren't taking the time to understand?
[A recorded sigh]
Perhaps I'm reading too much into this. It's just a thought.
I've been doing some thinking about those days with the castle and the pictures. Maybe this is just me looking at it from a psychologist's perspective, but I'd like to think it was the castle trying to tell us something as oppose to just screwing with us, though I'm not entirely sure that it does screw with us at all - at least not in intention. It just has a roundabout way of going about things.
Those pictures are our memories. With memories come secrets and while I certainly respect a person's right to their secrets, I think that too many secrets can be a bad thing, as well as too few. Too much of the truth can damage relationships, believe it or not, but too little of it can cause them to not even form to begin with. Now, I'm not one of the people that lost my memories, and while on some level I'm thankful for it - I didn't have to worry about doctor-patient confidentiality being breached in any way - I'm also curious as to why only some of us were chosen. Was it only those who the castle felt had more of their story to tell, or was it just a fit of a frustration that only reached so far before they were too burned out to continue? Creating all of that had to take a serious amount of energy and effort on their part, so I'm curious as to what the actual reasons were.
It almost makes me want to ask what people believe the whole purpose of that was. Who found something about themselves that they had lost, or who came to understand someone better? Did it improve any of their relationships, or destroy them?
More to the point, however, I wonder what this means in the terms of the castle itself. This place, in and of itself, is built on secrets. No one here fully understands the nature of this place, and while that is part of the mystery, perhaps even part of the excitement, it makes you wonder as to how that effects the castle itself. Does it's need for understanding trigger these events, or is it simply what some would consider a malevolent being, just out to hurt us rather than help us? Is it trying to express something to us, tell us something that we aren't taking the time to understand?
[A recorded sigh]
Perhaps I'm reading too much into this. It's just a thought.