Selective Memory


So many processes... It happens that our very special mind has a very interesting tool and is used to classify our memories and thoughts. We don't control it directly, we just think we do.

It's not a lie the fact that we are constantly thinking and wondering about anything, but only when we hide things right before our eyes, is when we learn how to remember... We activate our selective memory. Say what?

Our mind could be an individual besides us, meaning that we might (and are) able to play with our memories and thoughts, winning sometimes and loosing too. Easy to see when we decide to learn something just because or we want to forget something right now.

Our mind feels that command and starts selecting what memories we will hide and which ones we will contemplate for a while.. Moving in and out of the boxes. All memories are selective just because we give our mind the power to give them priority... Until is not necessary to remember anymore... Until we realize that there're memories that went to a fake box and it doesn't feel right bringing them back anymore... Until we know that memories can fade away...

In the mean time we have a process that can make us remember only the things we need to think of, knowing the reasons or not... Selective memory that has a power beyond our own wishes.

Lyrics by Senses Fail

Calling all cars we've got another victim,
'Cause my love has become an affliction,
What did you expect from me? What did you expect from me?
I'm sorry but I* THINK I failed to mention
That I lied at my very first confession
What did you expect from me?
Well What did you expect from me?
'Cause this has been building since I have been breathing,
And I know how it's going to end.
So will you scatter my ashes where they won't be found?
I kept my word when I swore that I would let you down.
(And now that I'm gone) Try to forget me and just move on.
So will you scatter my ashes where they won't be found?
I kept my word and you hate me for it now,
(But you knew all along) Try to forget me and just move on.
Oh my dear what have I gone and done now?
It's curtain call, I'm about to take my last bow.
What did you expect from me? Well what did you expect from me?
Without giving away the entire ending,
I ruined the evening again.
So will you scatter my ashes where they won't be found?
I kept my word when I swore that I would let you down.
(And now that I'm gone) Try to forget me and just move on.
So will you scatter my ashes where they won't be found?
I kept my word and you hate me for it now,
(But you knew all along) Try to forget me and just move on.
I don't, have love left inside, inside.
And I don't, have love left inside, inside.
Are you desperate for an answer?
I don't have an ounce of good left in me now,
Thats why I walked out.
So will you scatter my ashes where they won't be found?
I kept my word when I swore that I would let you down.
(And now that I'm gone) Try to forget me and just move on.
So will you scatter my ashes where they won't be found?
I kept my word and you hate me for it now,
(You hate me for it now) Try to forget me and just move on.
I am not the one that you should blame,
So take what I left you for the pain.
I am not the one that you should blame,
So take what I left you for the pain.
And do your best to forget my name.

3 voices:

  • Juan Manuel Parra said...

    hey! como estas, que curioso eso de la mente selectiva no? sabes que yo siempre he pensado que las mujeres utilizan mas esa funcion para que los fantasmas no las atormenten, pero sinceramente creo que sin esa funcion "standard" de nuestra mente nos volveriamos neuroticos o paranoicos...

  • primero q leo completo y me encantoo :) I insist u should write a book..see ya 2morrow boss(K)

  • jajaja thanks! both :)
    y si Juan... no solo las mujeres tenemos esta memoria selectiva para conseguir mas excusas de la cuenta.
    Es mas basico que eso :)

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