amazing how our brain works. how it maps out memories. how it tucks them away somewhere and with a single fire of a neuron, it flashes things at the back of our eyes. and it leaves you unconsciously staring at the void.
you hear a song and the ecstasy of a feeling a decade ago comes rushing back in. you drink a milkshake and next, you're in a loft with people practicing live music you used to like whose names you just can't remember. you see an old t-shirt and all of a sudden, you're sitting in front of a grand piano in a music room in the ground floor of a semi-mansion in a village and you don't even recall getting there. you see something as insignificant as a piece of pin and you're back in a dark, life-threatening part of your life you've been trying to forget for years.
neuroscientists have been trying to map out our brain activities for decades, maybe centuries, and it turns out, we know more about the universe than our brains. it is the single most intricate "machine" we may never understand. a product of millions of years of human evolution and the big bang itself.
everything is derived within it. everything we know, everything that involves our senses, and how we perceive and understand things. it's been said that a human studying anatomy, especially neurology, is just a group of atoms studying itself.
but sometimes, it fails. just like how we develop our personalities, diseases, and level of consciousness, memory too is affected by only two factors -- nature and nurture. on simpler words, genetically and lifestyle. at some point, it will fail. and it will fail you hard.
now you start forgetting names, birthdays and other important dates, algebra, and weirdly enough, why i am writing this piece of shit.
you hear a song and the ecstasy of a feeling a decade ago comes rushing back in. you drink a milkshake and next, you're in a loft with people practicing live music you used to like whose names you just can't remember. you see an old t-shirt and all of a sudden, you're sitting in front of a grand piano in a music room in the ground floor of a semi-mansion in a village and you don't even recall getting there. you see something as insignificant as a piece of pin and you're back in a dark, life-threatening part of your life you've been trying to forget for years.
neuroscientists have been trying to map out our brain activities for decades, maybe centuries, and it turns out, we know more about the universe than our brains. it is the single most intricate "machine" we may never understand. a product of millions of years of human evolution and the big bang itself.
everything is derived within it. everything we know, everything that involves our senses, and how we perceive and understand things. it's been said that a human studying anatomy, especially neurology, is just a group of atoms studying itself.
but sometimes, it fails. just like how we develop our personalities, diseases, and level of consciousness, memory too is affected by only two factors -- nature and nurture. on simpler words, genetically and lifestyle. at some point, it will fail. and it will fail you hard.
now you start forgetting names, birthdays and other important dates, algebra, and weirdly enough, why i am writing this piece of shit.
