When we come into the world, we start to collect memories. Save for a few people I know, almost all of our memories of events go into what we call our unconscious. We cant remember most of the events of our lives, as I dont think our brains are meant to keep so many images in consciousness. So we have a whole bunch of memories that go into our unconscious. If you dont think its true then try remember what you did all day, every event, image, thought, interaction that happened yesterday and recite it back to yourself.
I cant even tell you what time I got up yesterday. But wait, it’s not that easy. I have this problem. All of the stimulus that I take in, I REMEMBER, unconsciously. But I dont have the ability to recall it, intellectually, when something in today triggers a memory.
So what that means is that the images I have collected, stored and have access to, unconsciously only, which means I cant remember that as what they truly were, were with all of my senses. I can only remember them from the memory that I can recall them with. Whether that is sight, smell, touch, feel, hear or any combination of them is not anything I have control over.
So I guess what I am saying here is that I have all my senses to remember with, IN MY BODY, and cannot at time recall them with my brain. So what that says is that I get these impulses, these stimuli, that usually warn me of some imminent danger. I know, I know, how can a memory know what is happening today? It can’t, but that does not stop it from warning me of that danger again.
If this doesnt make sense to you, try to remember the last time you had a close call in the street with a vehicle, or the last time a friend, and I include a significant other in this category, said something to you that just raised your ire, or made you afraid. If you can recall that, it may have been, I reiterate, the intense stimulus might have been from a memory of yesterday.
I am tired of the black and white thinking that some of my friends have for my relationships with other friends. I kept it vague so as not to offend any of my close friends who read this.
This is for Steve. Sobriety is what we do when no one is looking.
123 RV, SA, JW