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Stardate: 20181229.11h30
Location: SBUX
Input Device: Gemini PDA
Audio: Sounds of a coffee shop
Visual: SBUX shared table w/ coffee and
donut.
Energy: 80%
Mental: 80%
Emotional: Awake.

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...continued @SBUX.

These days, my collection of stuff and the recollection and 
rumination of these artifacts have been somehow theraputic 
to my mental well being.  They somehow help solidify my 
personal timeline and facilitate the recall of fond (and not 
so fond) times and memories of days past, where my mental 
recollection would have faded long ago.  I know these 
artifacts are just material things on the surface and to
anybody else, they would just seem like old computing things 
or even garbage.  My collections would not go for much at all
monetarily on ebay or from any other buyer.  My 
recollections, even less...So I offer them to you here for 
free ;)

Perhaps value would be found in other collectors like me, but 
even with that, the value for me is more about the memories 
of these things.  So I write these things down for posterity.  
Should there come a time where my recollection degrades to 
the point where I cannot recall what was written, at least it 
will be there for me to read and enjoy as a new experience of 
my past...or even as a reference for anybody else interested 
in these kinds of things.

It's kinda funny how stuff can "store" memories like that for 
me.  It's like I experience an object, or a happening with an 
object, it gets recorded into my wetware...and stays resident 
in RAM during usage.  Stuff like the duration and the amount 
of usage determine how big of a pipe is provisioned for my 
neural network.  After the period of experience has subsided, 
the experiences lie dormant in Long Term Storage, bandwidth 
gets throttled, and the fiber goes dark until recollection.

When I am reminded of the object or even more so when I see 
or pick up the artifact, the wetware is reactivated and pulls 
from Long Term Storage.  The fiber lights up, the neural 
pathways are reactivated, and data is restored into my
nostalgia module.  The opportunity for network expansion 
becomes an option and the cycle continues.

Of course the data is only as good as I remember it.  The 
integrity of the data is flawed like me, experiencing as a 
human, with my biases and opinions, organic and
analog...committing these thoughts to wetware. I only 
remember things as I am right now.

I don't think that total recall will ever be possible in this 
lifetime if ever. Cameras and recording equipment are so 
readily available these days and are also everywhere.  But 
what is missing is the recollection of the internal 
experience of the external.  And that is why I write.  Where 
is my simstim meat toy?  I want my simstim now!

With my failing wetware and fading memories, I find it 
critical to commit regular snapshots to external software and 
hardware, whether it be an analog journal, a blog, a song, a 
photograph, a sculpture, a drawing, an encrypted text file, a 
tatoo, a mind palace, a phlog...  Is the desire to preserve 
and solidify the past part of the human condition or is it 
just inherent in me?

</weirdo mode>

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