The consequences of Memory...its just this

- Not remembering....Memory is a bummer trip.
* Well, memories are best buried, as we tend to make memorials out of them! Castles made on a foundation of something non existent and yet we are perpetually staying in them!

Memories, or the lack of them, are the consequences of trying to become, in a life that was. They are the basis for understanding Why you have become, what you are. Mine lean to a perception that the life thus far, was a series of experiences where thought and action were conditioned by a need to integrate and belong. A need to both fit in and also be seen to be in control of the experience.
The evaluation from memory helps one understand that, when has no real ideas of what one actually wants to be then, what one becomes....is what was meant to be.
What is....is just this.

Who we are is, what we have become, in the search for identity. Evolving through mind sets fashioned on who and what we think we can, or wish to be. Molded by circumstances and experiences that largely involved desires for inclusion in peer groups and, the grief of life on the periphery....The psychological baggage from childhood, takes hindsight to recognise.

Ones intellectual capacity, limited by and, to ones knowledge and experiences, has arrived at acceptance of an understanding of existence. There are no emotional drivers or desires from memory, or a wish frame, to redefine the status quo that...its just this. Now and then evaluation of rights and wrongs get triggered. Contextual understanding demands esoteric explanations beyond what one knows and accepts as reality. The absence of desire forestalls theseeking of answers on the premise - For What and to what end.
The ripples settle back to...its just this.
So what do I wanna do is the question that begs answers at such times. Still don't have any desire, passion or, a cue or clue. Evaluation makes for disruptive thought!