AGELESS MEMORIES
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posted by: Paintedbat (reply) post date: 07.22.04 (4:49 pm) I hate when memories just pop into my head. I'd like to keep them locked in boxes in the back of my brain. Cool Blog by the way posted by: NightBreed (reply) post date: 07.22.04 (4:53 pm) Reply to: Paintedbat Well thank you ;-) Thank you very much..ack.. Elvis memory poped up..lol posted by: aWindow (reply) post date: 07.22.04 (4:57 pm) lol you are awesome :) :) thank you for this posted by: NightBreed (reply) post date: 07.22.04 (5:23 pm) Reply to: aWindow *deep laughter* your welcome posted by: lindy (reply) post date: 07.23.04 (8:47 am) I enjoy when a memory forces its way into my mind by a faint smell, a song, a sound, a similar look or act, a mannerism, a feel... uninvited, it rapes your mind and makes you feel it whether you want to or not. This song you are playing... Closer... brings of... too many such moments and I welcome them. Well done. posted by: elusivestate (reply) post date: 07.23.04 (10:02 am) and the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings posted by: Isabol (reply) post date: 07.24.04 (6:22 am) Reply to: elusivestate Or the pleasure of it, depending on the memories your mind leaps to. Must it be so that the mind stays within the negative confines of theat memory? If you travel backward, there must also be some good, some pleasure attached to it? |
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