i am starting to emerge again. sorted through a few hundred email on the other side of the country and about to get to boston (only one stop away). i am back online (sorta) and feeling too much confusion about the meaning of life, the universe and everything. i should definitely go through my adventures and travels of the last few weeks, before i forget them and they get lost to the memory machine which munches away at all of my past events, leaving a garble of history that’s based in the fictions of my mind.

this reminds me.. on the first of many NPR stations crossing the country, i was blessed with a kind interview of the writer of Memento where he talked about the movie and the disorder and whatnot.. and it made me think back to the movie, particularly that scene were the hero decides to invent his own reality by placing tricks for him to find in the future, knowing he won’t remember placing them. that is after all the philosophy i have when setting various clocks in my world – i won’t remember how fast they are and therefore i will rush to get out of the house as though they were on time. i wonder what other tricks i could play on myself? i am sure i have invented my past over and over again. what about intentionally doing so? that might be fun.

anyhow, adventure details will be recorded in appropriate time. in the meantime, i am going to sleep.

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