keeping memories alive

after one dies, who will carry the torch of their memory and all the moments that they have experienced in life.

i guess in this day and age its easier to keep memories recorded. when i was growing up i was always the observer and mentally ingrained certain things in my mind.

i was upset the other day thinking about my mom and her friendship with her friend and ultimately a great family friend, tita lisa. i just thought about how when she passes away, there will be no one left that will have the memory of their friendship. it'll be lost forever. well except in my mind. i still carry memories albeit from my perspective of their friendship and the memories that were made. even though they were little moments. those things are special and important. at least to me. am i giving more value to a memory than i should? fuck that.

all experience in life is pivotal.

Can you speak on your life before this and after?

i want to talk about my life before and after psychedelics.

just a little reminder here for me to w rite when i get a chance.

who i was, who i am, who i've always been, who i've become and what i am coming into being.