Albert Wesker (
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retrospec2017-07-13 07:29 pm
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001. text // i'm wide awake the more i sleep
I'll preface this now with the notion that I don't expect anyone to respond with the content of their memories, should this be relevant to them. It's more a question being shouted into the void, because I don't care to keep it in my head any longer. Make of it what you will; treat it as a pure hypothetical if it suits you, it isn't as though I'll know the difference.
But has anyone had the suspicion that they may have been on the wrong side of whatever conflict may have been occurring in these memories of theirs? Or if not something so drastic, perhaps it's just that the person you seem to have been back then was deserving of, at the very least, a solid shake and a slap across the face.
Either way, people like to assert here that whomever you are now isn't the same as the person you're remembering, and I wholeheartedly agree with that notion. However, the question likewise comes up from time to time of whether or not the patterns we recall are what we're destined to fall into again.
That possibility becomes decidedly more difficult to disregard when the memories you receive are of someone that you have neither the interest nor the desire to become.
But has anyone had the suspicion that they may have been on the wrong side of whatever conflict may have been occurring in these memories of theirs? Or if not something so drastic, perhaps it's just that the person you seem to have been back then was deserving of, at the very least, a solid shake and a slap across the face.
Either way, people like to assert here that whomever you are now isn't the same as the person you're remembering, and I wholeheartedly agree with that notion. However, the question likewise comes up from time to time of whether or not the patterns we recall are what we're destined to fall into again.
That possibility becomes decidedly more difficult to disregard when the memories you receive are of someone that you have neither the interest nor the desire to become.
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Enjoy.
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Plants, of all things...?
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You know, plants.
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It wasn't a matter of "could" kill a person, in my case.
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A couple of guns against the giant plant monster.
No big deal.
Did it work?
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Meaning that apparently, at the time I found nothing wrong with the fact that this plant approximately the size of a six-story building also had legs for some bizarre reason, nor did I mind the idea that these three random people's instincts upon seeing this were to run over with handguns and try to kneecap it.
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If it works, it works.
Were you sitting back and watching this from some giant screens in a dark room we won't see the interior of for another twenty episodes, or were you riding the damn thing?
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I'm not sure "flattered" is the right word to use, but the notion that I would sit back like some sort of evil mastermind in my own personal fortress watching all of this is an interesting one. Although I will say it was odd for other reasons - namely, that I didn't seem to have any personal stake in the outcome.
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