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The fossilization of memory. Sounds too scientific, too pedagogic. Very much like the notes I used to write in Zoology, only in a sentimental context. Note that this blog is a hole in my failing consciousness. Should you leave this blog wondering about things, e-mail me at utakgago [at] gmail [dot] com for questions, job offers, and for-the-lack-of-a-breather e-mails. Subscribe via RSS.

Easily Affected Syndrome

Movies. They take your fullest attention so bad I sometimes think it’s wasted time. I mean, you can read a book while listening to some Ra Ra Riot or something. With movies, you can’t. They’re attention whores that way. Gawd, I hate myself after watching a movie. I smoke (it’s becoming a habit, again) right after a movie, or even between it, or just the scenes where the characters smoke. I can’t help but be affected–be drowned with the ending, or the course of the story. With books, it’s a different case. I don’t remember plots that much. The characters, well yes, but maybe I’ve read a lot these years (in my standards, I mean) all the characters just mix up like Hester Prynne with Marla Singer stuck in a Tokyo Subway Gas Attack.

With movies, which are fucking vivid enough for your brain to remember the scenes, the lines, everything, well, you can’t just forget them. Movies are stuck in your mind forever.

I shall undergo a lobotomy session.

September 30, 2009 at 10:47 pm, filed under Stress ball narratives. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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