Thoughts and memories

For context and potential enjoyment purposes, it should be noted, for posterity, the nature of my current environment as I write this: Sitting at a laptop typing in a Reddit window, while listening to headphones that are connected to a PC, which is currently running a saved game of Skyrim which I had saved, many moons ago, on the off chance that I might end up doing this some day, of a tavern, sitting in front of the fire.

Words split off,

Each of them a memory imprinted on the background of life.

Memory recalled memory.

Focus we need, to follow down the long memory lane, to see each and every pace.

But Focus is his own beast.

So they are filed.

In various general categories and areas of interest, cross referenced with X, Y, Z, t.

Memory recalled a memory.

Each word and phrase that stem off from the near infinitude of sources of input. As we gaze.

BUT WAIT, ENOUGH VARIABLES COMBINE. NOTICE.

and thus |vv| that happens.

Memory recalled a memory.

and so we go back, we sail through the sea that is the canvas of LIFE sending ripples off in all the X, Y, Z, and t waters in and of themselves.

and we recall back to a point. A Memory. It's freshest when it's newly created, fresh from the current input. and then it begins to be woven. Some have grown by being simply tightly combined memories, which of themselves they are all still intertwined.

These memories too are not a true Memory.

Some strong powerful memories are those that have gathered up in themselves, but a Memory is rarely anything like what is once was.

BUT LOOK CLOSER

Let's take an easy one, think about when you sat down to this current session of this current reading of what you are seeing right now in front of your face, literally the words on the screen. Hold it.

Stay with it. AS YOU SEE THESE LETTERS. Notice how clear they are right now.

MEMORY

Intertwined it then became.

But at it's genesis, when it was made, the Focus had aligned because of the words on the screen. And from there came a torrent of words. Something from every single aspect, every sensation, every background thought. At the time it was created, every single thought that could be was there. ready willing to be picked, to be chosen, to be the next possible to be made into a Memory of their own.

Now let's have everything but us everything else cease to move through Time, so this can all be examined.

Thoughts can be expressed in words, they will serve to bring us closer to the meaning.

A POSSIBLE EXAMPLE

Staring at a screen at a desk with a laptop. Skin is feeling clothing. Music echos. Dry mouth freshly...refreshed. Sitting, arm propping head other hand manning a mouse or trackpad, hunched a bit. Facing the wall at an angle. Evening. No smells of any note. Mild itch currently going unnoticed leg (I'm considering a shower or other bathing behavior to be of some manner of interval). Phone's location: currently unknown, priority low. Currently plans: sufficing. Food level: hungry. Etc. etc.

Less specific are the smaller thoughts that were underway at the time, due to lack of Focus.

Eyes focused and centered on the middle of the "o" of the word now.

Unlikely to be unique, to be remembered strongly, unless the Focus had been brought.

Imagine now, not having that memory be crisp, how it blends in as part of the general recollection for a while, and then spread itself too far apart, it disappears into the general Memory of reading Reddit. The Memory of Being Clothed, Listening to Music, Being indoors, Using Computer. Etc. etc.

We are the culmination of thoughts.