Memories are thought to be stored in the body somehow, but nobody really knows how, or so they say.
I guess the memory is a continued impulse from the outside that circulates the body for as long as we remember it. The more of a sensation we get from it, the longer it is stored. I also advocate that no memories are stored in the brain, but rather in our neural network, and they keep circling the body until they wear off.
Sometimes memories are so painful or shocking
It is asked how the brain interprets the senses when they tell the brain what is going on. This should be done by pixels, like a computer for vision, but then again the way the brain works would mean that the object might not be seen as an aboject, as how does the eyes see the pixels in the right places? It is no secret that we do not see the thing we see, but rather the reflection off of it in the light, so we see light. It is not a question of our eyes going out to see it - it comes into out eyes,
Since I was a child the 4th of July (Independence day) was my favorite holiday. I love sparkles, glowing lights, basically fireworks! Now I also know how important that day was for this nation. The day we told the King of England F-YOU and all your taxes!
Now beings as the Supreme Court has clearly been bought off and lost their minds, and are now corrupt, no longer serving to protect the Constitutional rights of the American people, I have decided for the first time ever in my life
Psalm 10:1 - Why, LORD, do you stand far off? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble? - The writer of Psalm 10 asked a question that many of us ask today, especially when something bad happens. It's easy for us to say "where was God", or "why did God let that happen?" It makes me think of what Job said in the old testament, - Shall we accept good from God, and not trouble? - (Job 2:10.) No one wishes for bad things to happen, but the Bible teaches that they do and will
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
Thats how it goes
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling