19 August 2007
Remembering and Forgetting
)Published on August 19th, 2007 @ 11:22:29 am, using 501 words, 52 views
(For anyone who’s seen and loved ‘Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind’)
How worthwhile is it to remember things? Or rather to remember everything? Does forgetting exist out of necessity? And who’s to decide what’s remembered or forgotten? This feels like ‘Among other things - Revisited’ to me, and I guess I am attracted to the idea of an entirely gray world where nothing is simply what it seems. It is that and something different every degree it’s rotated.
So how worthwhile is it to remember everything? Or rather how worthwhile is it to forget certain things? To systematically choose a string of moments, the people at their center, or one moment in time and the person being orbited and decide they’re not worth the space they occupy in your memory bank. To make that decision for yourself… How worthwhile?
‘Sand is overrated.’ Well… is it?
Sand is solid enough to stand on, soft enough to lie on, comforting to play with when you’re a child, distracting and annoying when cleanliness becomes the priority over playful creation. The whole of it… begging a dose of creativity… begging to be doused with it… to be given a shape. And each particle struggling for room to just be - without judgment. Sand has to be seen as a whole to be appreciated. The particles that manage to stick to you, cling to you, do so for a reason. Just as the memories that get mysteriously and indelibly stored in your head are part of something bigger.
The moment that tears at you to remember is part of the moment that filled you up and moved you to tears. The moment you would easily erase if given the chance is part of the one you’d replay to exhaustion in your head in order not to forget.
There’s room for everything in a frame: the ocean… snow… and a bed. Just as there’s room for everything inside a human being. Every nook and cranny, every last bulging vein has the potential to be filled with the most unexpected of intentions. The secret is organizing yourself. Not struggling to remember or forget. Just organizing… as you would drawers or a book case. If it’s there, it’s meant to be there. No point in questioning it. Just in finding a place for it. Tucking it away neatly where it can be reached and woken when the desire knocks on you from the inside. And it will knock. It never fails to knock. For even those things that seem better off forgotten are part of something - much bigger than any of us is able to see in its entirety - that in the end is also worth remembering. It is better off forgotten and worth remembering, among other things…
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