After 31 years of observing and digesting the sights that eyes have seen, the sounds that ears have heard, the odors the nose has detected, and the textures that fingers have touched, one realizes the immense amount of raw data that must be stored in order to preserve those experiences. And what better place than a tiny little corner in the land of bits and gigs and ram and hertz. Mega that is.
So why would those experiences need preserving? Well, the brain does funny things to memories over time. Contorting and distorting...even forgetting...perhaps in an attempt to more efficiently file memory folders in that proverbial file cabinet in our heads. Ironically limited by fixed space...not unlike the very space now being used to supplement it.
But thats just the tangible explanation. There is much to be learned and understood from even the most seemingly insignificant events in life. But the brain tends to file those in places never found again. I often wonder what meaning, if any, can be found by piecing random experiences together. Did going to a concert one June evening this past summer have anything to do with the time spent in the Burger King drive thru last weekend? Is there a common denominator or is it all chaotic?
But most importantly, what can be learned that will help in the pursuit of peace, love, and joy?
Words of wisdom suggest to not become obsessed with my desires. So I guess I'll find out in due time...
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