Remember Me...

What see'st thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time?

We hear echos of previous plays in The Tempest... of words said, echos of things that have happened, loves lost. In class we asked the question, 'How do we get to things that are lost?' And, we deduced that nothing is ever lost, and if something is lost, it is only for a second... but still remains in our brains. Anamnesis or the act of remembering things from the past is a term we mentioned... the fact that our brains hold the complexities of the universe is profound. Even things we do not know yet, we have the ability to obtain and learn... All of our memories are stored in our internal hard drives... in the dark abysms of time.. all we need to do is pull them out and remember them. We need to remember our family, friends, tragedies, and happy times....  I long to be remembered by friends and family... for smiles and laughter.... remember me... pull out those memories from the darkness of time... relive them and remember...