Today someone asked me one of the famous one million dollar questions. And it was a very good question indeed, and yet I was surprised because, at that moment, I realized that I have never asked myself something like that, at least on a conscious level.
[Good memories, anyone?
Mnemosyne, the titaness of memory
celebrated in the Greek mythology]
And... here we are with the question.
What would you prefer?
To have some wonderful memories or to imagine something wonderful?
I knew that I would go for the memories, every single time. Beyond a shadow of a doubt.
This may never start.
We could fall apart.
And I'd be your memory.
Lost your sense of fear.
Feelings insincere.
Can I be your memory?
So get back, back, back to where we lasted.
Just like I imagine.
I could never feel this way.
So get back, back, back to the disaster.
My heart's beating faster.
Holding on to feel the same.
Sugarcult, Memory
(Palm Trees and Power Lines, 2004)
To have some memories means to me that I had experienced something worth it, met someone inspiring, talked about something interesting, felt something deeply, saw something beautiful, kissed someone sexy, read something funny, loved someone with heart and soul, eaten something delicious, danced all night long, heard a great song, cried desperately, laughed loudly, traveled wonderful places, learned something useful, tried something new, lost someone for good, made mistakes etc.
[Life without memories:
Guy Pearce as Leonard
in Memento by Christopher Nolan (USA 2000)]
Having memories means to me that I have lived. And that I am alive.
To imagine something is also very interesting, and fun to do, and exciting and sexy and maybe safer than having memories, but I would go for memories anyway.
The person asked me as well if I had some very special memories and even before replying, I remembered immediately at least three-four special moments in my life and suddenly I was completely happy. And I smiled.
And I understood that I have never asked myself something like that, because the answer lies in how I lived in the past and in how I live now.
Which one would you choose? And why?
This one is for Martin.
This one is for Martin.
Tags: Memory, Imagination, Way of life, Sugarcult
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