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From: brookings Date: September 1st, 2010 - 11:45 pm (Link)

fair point, but about the closer inspection of the snapshot: I have memories that repeatedly arise from places (as though they are on some programmed grid), and they are not places that at first seem to have any connection with the thing that I am remembering. For example, there is a crossroads in Ventspils which every time I cross I think of my friend, Robert, smashing up his flat because he had advised the girl he loved to go off with me.

If I understand what I want to say with that, it is that something I can't place in that place is causing me to think of a memory, which in turn leads to a train of thought (and maybe a supposedly unique observation) all sparked from a certain translation of this emotional memory.

All that is fine, but if you want to communicate to somebody else some truth: well you have to ieliist into what you think they think about you and somehow fashion it in a way coherent to both: and you lose it, usually, in some aphorism or banality or over-complication, and you even start to doubt you had an idea worth communicating in the first place. But it was probably there, even if it was tortuous to explain it in a way you yourself were happy with.

Then communication (to yourself - thinking about how you are thinking) is the understanding of things forever flitting in and out of sight: analysing them akin to holding the negative of a dream up to the light.

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