Memories Transplant

by DarkLight   Feb 28, 2014


To transplant the memories of one man into other men as a rootstock is transplanted from one piece of ground to another.
Maybe that way you could start another kind of greeting and recognition instead of these ridiculous faces we make that thin the air.
And if someone could transplant his memories outside of human kind or graft them onto a tree or a rock
or perhaps onto the relative silence that lies in wait between particular columns
maybe they could begin a new way of feeling
instead of these shipwrecked dodges
with which we explain nothing not even absence.
If a man could transplant his memories death would not exist
and neither dreams nor madness would be necessary.
Even love would not be necessary.

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  • 10 years ago

    by DarkLight

    Karla. the idea was to show the effects. if we were to transplant our memories to other.. love wouldn't be there..... I cnt imagine hw the world would be without love. place where there is no dreams. and I am trying to show how miserable life would turn to be.

  • 10 years ago

    by Karla

    Whats use of transplating our memories to another person? Memories are our fingerprints. They are what give meaning to one's existence. The moment you lose them, you lose your self because the references are gone.Besides if memories are made of emotions, love would be necessary as well as some other emotions.The moment we die, our memories die too. Why transplant something that is so individual and unique?Can't understand your idea here.

  • 10 years ago

    by Midnight Sky

    Another good one my friend keep it up

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