Even if you could replay your memory exactly, it would never be like being there again, you could never bring someone back from then to now. And if you could, perhaps that would be a lonely world in the first place, a world where we really are all just in one another’s minds.
love this. reminds me a lot of who i use to be, to who i was, to who i am now. love love love
So true. I love this post alot as well.
I was inspired by the scene in Ed Wood where the title character is watching the last footage of his friend, Bela Lugosi.
I would hate to bring the past to life. I seem to just be destroying the ground I walk upon. Remembering how it used to be before I came would diminish the value of my existence.
Cinematic (or other artistic) immortality is not the same as physical immortality is not the same as karmic immortality…