The past is not something I wish to toss aside. And yet so much disappears after it has been experienced (even just moments after).
What has the city of S.F. done to the way I can remember past times? Surely it has isolated me from so many people who would remind me of different social pasts. And it has brought some social pasts to my attention as well.
Maybe I should be reading Proust or something - sometimes I just yearn so much for my past. But another's fiction would not satisfy my own yearnings. Nor would mutual understanding be able to bring those places and people back.
Another example of the world traveler's challenges: after having traveled far and to many places, he or she must then confront the utter nonexistence of those places and people in his or her present life. For once they may have given great meaning to everyday life, and now they cannot do so in the same way.
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Is the first picture in Amakusa?
Nice picture:)
what's up, Ted?by the way
i heard it on teh news today that Borat wouldn't be shown in Russia. i guess same for Kazakhstan. They called it scandalous.oh, i wish i could still watch it.
it's beppu!
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