What I want to say is life is for idiots, but that’s not entirely true. There are plenty of smart people who enjoy life. What I mean to say is life is for people who have lousy memory. Or the ability to delude or deny memory, same thing. I don’t know how else anyone can bear the ever increasing burden.
The other day I had to drive 5 miles. I avoid driving because apparently it often ends with me smashing into a pole, a guardrail or some concrete pylon. Uncontrollable, and I mean fullass uncontrollable suicidal impulses come to a boil when I’m in control of such a potent suicide device as a car. I know enough to always hit inanimate objects, at least there’s that line of code working, but other than that all bets are off. So anyway I had to drive 5 miles.
Back to the subject of this post, the memories, the flashbacks kept playing in front of my eyes like a jumbotron. I don’t remember seeing the road, much less being able to focus on where it went. Those horrible visions were stronger, more real, than any neural impulses being transmitted down the optic nerve. At one point I realized what was happening and I couldn’t believe it. Not that what was happening was anything weird, but I couldn’t believe that every car on the road wasn’t smashing into everything because who the hell can drive like this? Certainly nobody who possesses the ability to remember, the obligation, the compulsion to remember.
And that’s when it dawned on me. People don’t remember! Simple as that. It’s a planet of amnesiacs. Because if people remembered, their brains would get saturated with every passing second, as if you were constantly recording in 4K, recording video & audio for years and years and decades on end, and simultaneously playing everything back in no particular order on that jumbotron in front of your optic nerve. This isn’t insanity, it’s simply how the device works. So why isn’t everyone smashing their car into everything?
It’s because everyone—everyone else—is programmed with a divine flaw. Amnesia. The only way to survive is to keep forgetting, forget faster than you can pack new memories into the sack of *** that is your brain. Time heals all wounds, and all that bullshit. What they really mean is: all hail amnesia.