I’ve been looking at and thinking about the pictures of my family and our lives together. I love to get lost in the warm, rich nostalgia, but when I’d finished my reverie over the photos I began to realize the whole phenomenon and beauty of pictures. I thought about how long my pictures could last if they were locked up in a controlled environment, maybe a million years, I don’t know?
Then I thought of the pictures stored in my head from thirty years ago that I can bring up in my mind’s eye at any moment of any day. Then I wondered if there is a collective memory somewhere of all the pictures from all the heads of all humans over all human history? Then I wondered if maybe technology might be invented that could access the collective memory and pictures of all humans that have ever existed, so that, a thousand years from now a person could put a device on their head and experience any moment or day of my life as though it were his own? Then I thought, am I such a human now experiencing the whole life of a guy named Jack Shinholser? Then I thought, maybe I better stop thinking about this stuff, I’m beginning to feel a little crazy.
An outstanding share! I’ve just forwarded this onto a colleague who
was doing a little homework on this. And he in fact bought me breakfast because I discovered it for him…
lol. So allow me to reword this…. Thank YOU for the meal!!
But yeah, thanx for spending some time to discuss this topic here on your site.