Waow! I’m rereading this journal, and I feel so immature! I wonder if that means that I have grown up since then! I was 22 years old when I started this journal. Oh well, everyone changes and evolves. I've always felt that I evolved later compared to others in the social aspects of my life. I am very slow, like a snail.
Aah well, as I said, people change and it’s good to evolve with your surroundings. When I smoke up, I rekindle my childish ways, and I like it, it’s fun. I know that it’s not very mature by today's society to stay childish, but it’s my style, I feel comfortable in that zone. For now, being childish has not made me any less anti-social, and I know how to be mature when the situation calls for it. I've written in this journal during different periods of my life, so I guess I am influced by my own past? But isn't the past just memories_ I have poor memory, does that mean if I had perfect memory, I'd be a different person than I am now?
If I am able to change a memory, am I able to change my past, which means I can change my present? If I change my memory, and I am aware that I changed my memory, which one do I choose? Can I choose both memories and tell myself that both happened even though they contradict each other? Can I choose one of the memories to be true at one point in my life, and choose another memory to be true at another part of my life?
If I am able to make up any memory, and regard them as true, can I basically be anyone that I want to be, at any given time, simply by reshuffling my memories around? Does it matter what is true in the end? Isn't the truth subjective? What if I find that I rode on a dinosaur as a child, and I really believed it, does it matter if it even really happened or not?
Oh memories....how true, false, complicated and simple they can be at the same time :)
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