no memory, no existence

A memo |

in order not to forget.

Because it bothers me when i forget.  I can FEEL I miss something, but i can’t recall.  I know, though, there is something somewhere inside because of the feeling.  The feeling doesn’t let it go.

I can sense.  Does it make sense ?

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PS: when i ask my friends to tell me their first image, the very first image of themselves in life, they go back at the age of 4 or 5, easily.  Some people can go back at the age of 2 years old, easily.  By “easily” i mean you don’t have to ask questions, and they don’t have to force themselves to think.  Now, what about the age of 1 year old, and a bit back ?  Still, have no answers.  It’s like they never existed.  There is no Ego, no Thyself.  No memory, no stories.  But the old man said that under certain circumstances you’ ll be able to re + member.

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photographer : Anita Jankovic

photographer : A B 

singer : Tony Pinelli

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