Witchy Memes

My fiancee forgot almost everything about her brother except for the pain of his passing doing that. She regrets it more than anything.

The memories hurt now, but they're still worthy of being cherished.

I've found it helpful for lancing the feelings of loss and pain from otherwise positive memories. I want those memories, and I don't want them poisoned by the negative feelings. By going through them I can decouple them from the loss and express that. It also lets me vent it in a controlled way.

Death is far more complicated than you think, because life is a less clear boundary than you think.

Stories and complete rememberance really do keep people around in some ways.

If im telling you a story about, say, dolores huerta, its the same as if she was still alive for a moment-you never knew her, she was never a physical presence in your life, and probably only effected you through the idea of her. Which was never completely her own creation, always passed and shaped by proxies.

And building upon her work makes her a part of the thing. Not her, but her effects on the world, the ripples she left in the pond. They become static, yes, but under enough institutional weight they would be held in place anyway.

There's no more touch, this is true. The same could be said of people who move far away.

Death is distance, sone things are off the table, but the light reflected off them bounces off the cave walls for a while.