They say time changes everything. Everything dulls with age. A shadow if imagination creeps across the planescape of memories.

Psychologists say that every time you remember something, when you recall it its more like reliving it. It changes a little every time. That perfect memory or worst nightmare slowly decays. Its an unstoppable force. The mind's linkages are based on repetition. If a scent that was there during the formation occurs again, its likely to trigger a memory. All sensory inputs can be remembered.

But every time you recall a memory the sensory inputs of the recall point can also be stored.

Decay and entropy are inevitable. If you remember it decays. If you don't remember you should not remember remembering.

In the end it all changes.

Remember the memories, and make new ones,
~Wayfarer

Hmmm.
They say life is about learning right?
But that seems counter intuitive to me... Because learning is relative. What we think is correct now, may very well be wrong later. Take the history of the shape of the earth as an example. Or the layout of the solar system, First geocentric, then heliocentric, now minus one of the planets... Couldn't one say that life is about truth?

"Truth can cause pain. Pain can cause sorrow. Sorrow leads to a spiral. A spiral is human fate."

Fate, a lofty and heavy word. Psychologically there are two centers, or loci, of control that a human will gravitate towards on a spectrum. The first is the inner loci of control. This is the place that people who feel that everything that happens is a direct result of their own actions, like if they get a bad grade its because they didn't study hard enough. With enough effort these people feel they can change anything. The other end of the spectrum is the external locus of control, these people feel that everything that happens both good or bad isn't their fault. If they get a bad grade the test was flawed, if they win a race they were lucky ect...

No matter where you fall on the spectrum between the two points there's always something thats either in your control or totally out of it.

I thought I knew where I was going with this.... maybe things will click later...

I don't know what I'm doing anymore. They say that the present is the most important part of life, but I don't have a goal for the present of the future. It just hurts inside. And its my fault.

Maybe you know what your goal is,
Good luck... Till next time,
~Wayfarer

The fine are of procratsination, essays and opinions

This week brings me to you located from a computer at the local community college.... where I should be writing a 10 page paper for my English class, thats due today. But in conversation with CanvasWanderer, a class mate of mine and fellow procrastinator, on relating the internet, blogs and formal research to a paper.

Sometimes a truly human feeling, procrastination, is a dark art. It seduces you slowly while the deviant, in this case the procrastinator, rationalizes why its okay to procrastinate. Soon an idyllic cycle of partial work, avoidance and self reasoning ensues.

The vagueness of the work to be done, combined with apparently far off due dates may often result in a last minute panic as realization and pressure sets in.

They say to avoid this to segment you time with more manageable goals and to work from there, but its easier said then done. I say enjoy life a little, work a bit on and off, and figure out really what you want to do....

Or at least do something fun, in this case blog, or play fiesta (http://www.outspark.com/fiesta)....

Saftey meet you on your paths, and perils avoid you,
~Wayfarer