Do you ever get struck with a memory from the past so vivid you almost feel bad about it like it just happened? I just heard and smelled the rain through the cracked door, and played a spacey organ thing on my Itunes list, and was Struck like a lightning bolt to the head almost jolted me out of the seat about this girl i liked in the jr.high, and it was raining than too,in fact it had been raining all month long and hard too......the streams were swollen with silt heavy runoff, shredding saplings in it path emitting a heavenly scent to the bridge above where i was perched looking down. I couldnt find her house,...It was raining so har di could barely make out the shapes of houses or cars,Let alone a house with bad directions written on a napkin, ink bleeding in the rain ,.......After that night i never really talked ot her again,....she faded away. And i remember in this Dream/Memory kids, Smiling mostly girls, i didnt ever really lke other gys mutch, from my past almost laughing in slow motion, rain falling, so small and innocent and being abducted, Took to some cold Undergrowth along the river bed laid on her back and Sexually abused, by a grunting man in a trench coat ,stripped her of her innocence, Dignity, and in times life. It happened to a girl i didnt know but went to my school, So that traumatic memory mixes with the girl i liked,....and it fuses into a single darl memory. I just think of childhood and think of a struggling salmon. in the little creek trying to pass life on, be stopped by a Window screen used as a net by the few locals who knew of the small run of fish,....ending up on a dinner plate.
Reminds me of a time i caught a Ocean freahs bright silver female, by accident fishing for little trout.... i ran upstream to release it into a deeper less stressful pool in the stream and , i head a very loud voice ... i thought it was a fish n game warden coming to bust my ass so i froze......fish in hand.... and i saw a chubby guy run down the embankment......scrambling in his pockets.... Pulled ot a five dollar bill....put it in my shirt pocket and he grabbed the fish and said wow thanks i need this for the bbq im going to....and i walked home in wet pants across town.
NEVER had i felt like i had satans five dollar bill melting a glowing red hole in my pocket..... Never had a five dollar bill wieghed so mutch... i felt bad.... since the fish are endangered here and i killed a female.....the ones who are most needed since they have all the eggs.........
Anyways the point is share memorys that provoke shrp or vivid memories.
hay hun i just had to tell u that i was with you on that very memory... meaning that u wrote it so vivdly haha i felt like i was really there!!! hopefully i dont adopt it in later time as my own memory cause that was strong.
but to the point i do associate smells to memories for example the smell of pine takes me straight bak to canada where i got lost in the woods.. as soon as i smell it i go straight back to this spot etched in my mind where i can feel my heart racing and my hands get sweaty and i begin to panic as i realize im lost..
lol so i try and avoid smelling pine trees.. daym chritmas! haha but i do no what ur saying..
thanks for the inter=action, thats terrible, the only time i got lost was when i was at gottchalks when i was a kid haha. The feeling was there though the intense panic, frantic, lost feeling....
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Do you ever get struck with a memory from the past so vivid you almost feel bad about it like it just happened?
I just heard and smelled the rain through the cracked door, and played a spacey organ thing on my Itunes list,
and was Struck like a lightning bolt to the head almost jolted me out of the seat about this girl i liked in the jr.high,
and it was raining than too,in fact it had been raining all month long and hard too......the streams were swollen with silt heavy runoff, shredding saplings in it path emitting a heavenly scent to the bridge above where i was perched looking down. I couldnt find her house,...It was raining so har di could barely make out the shapes of houses or cars,Let alone a house with bad directions written on a napkin, ink bleeding in the rain ,.......After that night i never really talked ot her again,....she faded away.
And i remember in this Dream/Memory kids, Smiling mostly girls, i didnt ever really lke other gys mutch, from my past almost laughing in slow motion, rain falling, so small and innocent and being abducted,
Took to some cold Undergrowth along the river bed laid on her back and Sexually abused, by a grunting man in a trench coat ,stripped her of her innocence, Dignity, and in times life. It happened to a girl i didnt know but went to my school,
So that traumatic memory mixes with the girl i liked,....and it fuses into a single darl memory. I just think of childhood and think of a struggling salmon. in the little creek trying to pass life on, be stopped by a Window screen used as a net by the few locals who knew of the small run of fish,....ending up on a dinner plate.
Reminds me of a time i caught a Ocean freahs bright silver female, by accident fishing for little trout....
i ran upstream to release it into a deeper less stressful pool in the stream and , i head a very loud voice ...
i thought it was a fish n game warden coming to bust my ass so i froze......fish in hand....
and i saw a chubby guy run down the embankment......scrambling in his pockets....
Pulled ot a five dollar bill....put it in my shirt pocket and he grabbed the fish and said wow thanks i need this for the bbq im going to....and i walked home in wet pants across town.
NEVER had i felt like i had satans five dollar bill melting a glowing red hole in my pocket.....
Never had a five dollar bill wieghed so mutch...
i felt bad.... since the fish are endangered here and i killed a female.....the ones who are most needed since they have all the eggs.........
Anyways the point is share memorys that provoke shrp or vivid memories.
cheers pisces people of the board.
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