Hmmm, did I really steal that cupcake and eat it in the middle of the isle with the Cashier watching at the age of 4(3? 5?), or did my mind make it all up? I'm sure I did after sneaking out my bedroom window in tow of my elder sister after getting sent to our room for something to which I cannot recall. See, we were on the basement level, and we squeezed out that small basement quarter window.. Yes, we escaped our prison, past my favorite Caterpillar hunting grounds through a dirt path, and on to our target to get candy! Well for me a cupcake anyway ;) You see, mother worked there, and there being a store named "Brooks".. So I figured since mom works here, I can have a cupcake! But for some reason I have two variations of this memory, and in one version the police were called, and the other just that of my own mother being called.. I envisioned them both carrying me away to my prison, my room now devoid of my toys with nothing but an empty bed to sit on after a spanking I'd soon not forget. And then it hit me again, I don't recall my little 4 year old bottom in any manner of hurt, pain, or actually recall any actual impact.. It seems my recall of the events has been rewritten, and I question if I am that child A, or the other fella.. I could be both if we want to get theoretically quantum.
However, what struck me about the video is how interesting it is that over time my memories change, and how small details missing can be filled with details that never happened..
This reminds me of William Louis Stern in 1902 who coined the term intelligence quotient. You might know this as simply IQ to which is a measurement of our ability to retain and recall information factually. William developed an experiment in which a chain of people were to tell, and retell a story in order to study how each person in the chain would change that story. Interesting the principles of evolution apply here, and by the end of the chain, the final story would often have little to do with the original story told. So is it that our own recall of our memories retell a story? And with each retelling doe it change? How certain can we be that what happened 10 years ago ever really happened as we remember it?
Well I often find myself watching a show, cartoon, or family video to find my self perplexed in that is not how I remember them. I could have Sworn the black lion didn't lose that fight with that monster in Voltron, or that this cartoon wasn't so cheesy as I see it now. :( This video is pretty interesting, and I think those of you of Pareidollia, you will find this a perfect match for your Nation... Patterns of illusion that were never really there.. :)