I looked at this again and pretty much deleted everything I wrote. I think this one was supposed to be either on God or religion… I can’t remember. Probably ‘God’. For good measure, I’ll restate my thoughts on ‘religion’ anyway. I can’t remember what I wrote before so this will be a good chance to see how my thoughts have changed over time.
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(Quick type up! While I’m just out of the shower and the thoughts are fresh in my head like… the bread at Subway. I’m thinking I should write properly more often, so I can keep my brain… like, exercised and ready to go or whatever.) Read More »
The storage of an event in the memory only involves the storage of a percentage of sensory data (what you touched, what you saw etc).
Upon recollection of the memory, the human mind attempts to ‘fill in the gaps’ to make it seem more complete. However, this process effectively changes the memory in a way that is dependent upon the state of the brain at the moment of recollection. Reconsolidation then occurs, which locks the memory into your brain again (again, only some of the sensory data is stored).
Because of this process, every time you recall a memory, it changes each time in a way that less accurately reflects the actual event.
The consequences of this are that not only are we unable to know the future, we are unable to know the past. Everything about us, including all our memories, is transient, and only exists in a single, brief moment.
The next moment that we experience will be a different person in the same body.
Isn’t that rather depressing? :’D
…which I am currently writing as my lameh4x internet connection won’t load anything larger than a grain of rice. (And that means tumblr. Also, fuck tumblr, its full of shits.)
First, we must establish the fact that every “x day meme” has an inherent flaw – it assumes that the user of the meme will post at the rate of one segment per day. Yay, irregular updates! So don’t be too alarmed if I’m a little late to the meme party.
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All I really want to do is hang out with the people I love
and lie around with the person I love
maybe outside
on a really bright summery day
that’d be quite nice.
I wish I had something to give to the world.
I wonder if the people who change the world – I wonder if they knew that they would be… responsible for so many.. like, y’know… eye-openings. Horizon expansions. I wonder if the people who changed the world actually set out for that purpose.
I suppose everyone just wants to leave their mark on the world, somehow.
Anyway, yeah. I thought I’d share that thought in the hopes of making people think.
Did you know that listening or reading things that makes you go WTF makes you smarter? In finding patterns where you cannot find one, your ability to utilize your brain for future projects increases. ^_^
Which is why when you listen to classical music, or read some real fucked up book like that Paul Austere book Herah and I read back a while ago, you try to find solutions to puzzles and patterns to obscurities and in working your brain, it grows stronger.
Its like a myocyte. : D
I read some books and now I have increased intelligence with this +1 Book of Darkness.
Something to fill up the empty space. No real comics though. No one will get this apart from me. ><
Real comics are in production… sorta. By 'in production' I mean lying on my messy as fuck bedroom floor. Loads of shit everywhere. A Grue could be hiding in there.
Its 12:23 and I've got a bio exam in about nine hours. "Shit, man, what the fuck are you doing drawing shit, go fucking study sleep!” I hear you say. (I can hear you say this because I have the listening skills of a ninja.) Well you see, we’re doing evolution and it turns out that evolution is really, goddamned boring. It could fight one of your granddaddy’s stories about being in the army and it’d win. (Probably because evolution is older than your granddad. Which should be the case, unless your dad’s like a Homo erectus or something…)
Time to go to bed~
EDIT: Oh, and I’m perfectly aware Fred is married, thnx. The picture he drew for that was super cute x)
Yes, I totally did just misspell those words. On purpose, even.
Uploads are a bit late coz I’m pretty fucking lazy. Sorry. =\
I had this dream, where I had a folding acoustic guitar. : D IT WAS SO COOOOL.
And I rocked out for ages till I woke up again. This was also the same dream in which I found a keytar in my garage. (I rocked out with that as well. It made synth noises. Beep boop do bop.)
I want one for real (the guitar, that is), but then that would just be life mimicking Guitar Hero guitars. Where you can take the neck off and stash it next to the guitar body.
So yeah. Two days ago I lost my wallet.
Everyone yelled at me and I was sad. But thanks to the awesome people on the bus that day, it got sent in to lost property and I recovered it.
Now I am happy.
But I still can’t find my buscard…
And it definitely wasn’t in my wallet. Which is quite harrowing. I mean. That’s like. Seventy bucks on the wind, maaaaan… I’ll go check around my room some more later. ;_;
This isn’t exclusively a webcomic or blog or whatever. So like. Yeah. I’ll write what I want and draw what I want. So like. Yeah. Shave your back, man. That fur gives me chills.
