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[agent_smart]

There are certain kinds of zen moments... like sex... or closing my eyes in deep conversation, mechanically performing a job, or during eating... a quick flash of movement... or just certain stimuli, like a few notes of music, a few words... or imperceptible changes... I don't even know what they are. But environments from my childhood slip into

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I think they are momentous occasions, by the measure of your personal, subjective criteria. I remember two girls from the neighborhood I left shortly after my third birthday. One of the girls carried her shoes on her fingers... a finger hooked in each heel as she walked, barefoot, down the street. Why does a certain sound of a child yelling in the distance, as I am most distanced from my cognitive thinking state, prompt such memories to emerge? I believe it is because the mind that is not ruled by the brain, the non-material consciousness, recognizes a connection between those moments that might not be apparent to our meat selves. It certainly does not hinge on the relative importance of either moment in terms of traditional, calendrical perspective.

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hi, wyatt

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I get it, for sure. I can't answer all those questions, but I think they are the right questions. I don't think it can be answered, either, what your assortment of essence memories says about you. I think a lot of it is organization for, not just this life, but for the return to the fold. That's just my take on it though. You're right... nothing is truly forgotten. This lends itself to my belief that something beyond the material mind plays a role in such experiences.

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