The second day, I watched you suffer through one of your nightmares, but this one was worse than I’d seen before.
You called out another man’s name.
Tags: memory nightmares
people say life is short.
life's not short—it's long.
the memory of a human being: that's what's short.
It seemed like it was always autumn in this field - it was fitting really. Everything was shaded with the bronzes and yellows of faded pictures from an old photo album, it was a realm where uncomfortable nostalgia reigned. I noticed it more after my experience in the dream. There I was an actor in the play, here I was a spectator.
Mike JacksonTags: nostalgia death afterlife memory taven-s-departing
You wanted to believe that getting older, growing up, would change everything, transform you into the amazing person you were meant to be. But what if it didn't? What if you had to stay you forever?
Jean ThompsonTags: life success reality learning humanity identity time soul youth change heart self memory destiny
I'm back in the basement of the Ascension Catholic Church, Francisco. And Little Suzie is here. She's lying on an alter, and they're hurting her. The bastards. They're hurting her. There is blood all over the place. There are candles burning and people chanting." I could hardly believe what I was seeing and I cried out, "What is this? I don't understand. What the hell is this?"
"Ask your unconscious mind to tell you, Suzie," he responded, ever so gently. "Ask."
I did ask. And the answer swept over me with a force so strong that I felt as if I had been knocked backward.
"Lord! Oh, Lord. This is satanic ritual abuse, Francisco. That's what this is! That's what this is!" I screamed. "Satanic ritual abuse. And they're using Little Suzie as part of their goddamned ritual.
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Tags: memory ritual personality dissociation child-abuse trauma ritual-abuse abuse dissociative-identity-disorder satanic-ritual-abuse dissociative multiple-personality
I am truly crazy, I told myself. It's over. I am not fixable. I cannot tell Tom. I cannot even tell Francisco. So I won't tell anyone. My brain seemed out of control. Tom does not deserve a crazy wife and my children do not deserve a crazy mother. I finally get it. This is not just repressed memory. This is dissociative identity disorder.
Suzie BurkeTags: memory crazy amnesia dissociation ritual-abuse multiplicity dissociative-identity-disorder multiple-personality-disorder diagnosis satanic-ritual-abuse dissociative recovered-memory repressed-memory multiple-personality
The reality that I had known no longer existed. The places that we have known belong now only to the little world of space on which we map them for our own convenience. None of them was ever more than a thin slice, held between the contiguous impressions that composed our life at that time; remembrance of a particular form is but regret for a particular moment; and houses, roads, avenues are as fugitive, alas, as the years.
Marcel ProustTags: memory
Хараагаараа унтдаг хүн гэнэт сэрэх мэт
Хачин адгуусан нүдээр намайг онож ядах
Өнгөрсөн юм гэдэг дандаа сэтгэл шимшрэм...
Tags: life memory poetry-quotes
He always tell what it will be like someday."
"Well, a man's mind can't stay in time the way his body does.
I've got quite a memory. Engraved in my mind, things are. I can't forget anything...It's not a sign of intelligence...Nothing to boast about, memory...that's just how it is...
Louis-Ferdinand CélineTags: intelligence memory
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