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Albert Wesker ([personal profile] manufactured) wrote in [community profile] retrospec2017-11-02 05:18 am

002. text // i say it is, then it's true

This is another of those questions in which I'm not explicitly asking for details, if you don't care to share them; I've simply found that shouting into a void is useful, if not a productive use of my time. But now that the matter of our souls has been brought into question, I suppose this feels more relevant than it would normally.

As time goes on and you have more and more memories forcibly shoved into your head, do you find yourself having difficulty keeping your thoughts and reactions separate from those of the person whose memories you're recalling? Or to put it a different way, do you ever feel the lines blurring – do you understand things that you previously thought you never would, or do you find yourself relating to things that you suspect you shouldn't?

And if so, has that sort of shift in perception changed what you believe you deserve?
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[personal profile] daemonized 2017-11-02 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, the issue that we all are starting to face as the months pass.

[The rings rather close to his own concerns, though he feels no need to say it. Perhaps by merely responding to this, it's obvious enough.]

You said something about lines blurring, and I imagine the degree of this is dependent upon the sort of memories that each person is receiving. The unpleasant ones, particularly, are the ones that stick the most -- and as a result, the ones that resonate more loudly than the others. But if you want my personal experience, I'm merely finding that these memories are very pervasive. I think on them almost everyday, though I don't think I've changed my way of thinking based on the personality of that other "me".

[As far as he knows.]

I take it not all of yours have been pleasant?
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[personal profile] daemonized 2017-11-02 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Then I reflect the question back at you, if you don’t mind indulging my curiosities. Do you feel yourself changing as a result?
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[personal profile] daemonized 2017-11-02 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
In what way? If you care to share.
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[personal profile] daemonized 2017-11-02 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Do you mean to say that you're growing a temper?

You said that it's easier to judge by utilizing a third party; so then, have friends or family noticed a change?
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[personal profile] daemonized 2017-11-02 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
I see.

[It seems like not enough to reply to all of that, an "I see". But it's solidarity, in a strange way. Perhaps Ardyn has not flown to the extreme the same way Wesker has, but that fear is there. That he's moving down an incline, with no way of stopping himself.]

And yet this is enough to still concern you now, which implies that you wish to change this devolving outcome? Or do you truly only ask out of curiosity?
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[personal profile] daemonized 2017-11-02 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Then I might I suggest something? It's how I plan on dealing with any unwanted changes in the future, though it may sound a bit cliche.
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[personal profile] daemonized 2017-11-02 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
I would try to rely on the friends you have to point out when you're beginning to turn away from the old you. When you're crossing a line, or when you've said something that you wouldn't normally say, or think something you wouldn't normally think... Let them be your reason, because they can see that change more prevalently than yourself.
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[personal profile] daemonized 2017-11-03 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
...But?

[He thinks he can make out a "But... that won't work for me" in that response. Or maybe he's just imagining it.]
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[personal profile] daemonized 2017-11-05 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
I understand completely.

That being said, if you think of something that works better in general, do share. This is a problem that will require many heads to find a solution for. I'd hate to turn into someone I'm not, after all.