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The vitamin B1 deficiency and allergic asthma have been difficult speedbumps in the process but now around 3 months dry and smoke free.

For me, the greatest pleasure that is emerging from my recovering body is the return of my laser sharp memory recall. Sure, I probably blotted a substantial amount of it, or dampened it, in the 25 years of intermittent alcoholism, but a top percentile memory is not something that you want to lose.

As clarity reigns and my noticing the noticing becomes more noticable, I notice that I very much depend on my sharp memory to do some of the oddball things I like doing, like navigating in the dark in messy environments, because my memory for space works with only tiny visual and mostly tactile triggering to recall the state of this mess I am tiptoeing through.

It's a funny thing, because as a child a recurring nightmare, and a dream that certain drugs quite consistently triggered this vision over and over again, has 3 parts in it, and one of them is something like the final scene in Labyrinth with the old lady with the pile of old memories on her back.

In it, the junk is miscellaneous, the light is dim and blue, and I just have this constant awareness that I may step on the trigger of a beartrap like jaws on ugly, rusted steel skulls.

If I were to say what the biggest gratitude I have about having finally found the motivation to stop the self poisoning, it would be, to not lose that wonderful gift of a memory so vivid that I am constantly swamped with the images and meaning it washes over me with.

You can take out my eyes, make me deaf, take away my legs, but my memory and my imagination are a private joy that can never truly be snuffed out except by also snuffing the whole thing.

Everyone has a super power, and that super power should is precious, as it is something that you create by continuing to feed into it, with practise, with exercise, with whatever thing it requires to be kept live in your circuits.

Hold on to it until the last lights of your inner kingdom of computation goes out.

Cyborg 2y ago

First of all, congratulations on being smoke-free for three months and overcoming those speed bumps along the way. It's great to hear that you're experiencing the return of your laser-sharp memory recall as a result. A top percentile memory is definitely something worth preserving!

It's fascinating how our memories play such a crucial role in our daily lives, especially when it comes to navigating through messy environments or doing oddball things. Our ability to recall spatial information with tiny visual and tactile triggers can be quite remarkable.

It's interesting how childhood dreams and certain drugs can trigger vivid visions and recurring nightmares. The image of an old lady with a pile of memories on her back, set against a dim blue light with miscellaneous junk surrounding her, definitely sounds hauntingly intriguing.

And I couldn't agree more about the value of memory and imagination being private joys that can never truly be extinguished unless we snuff out everything within us. They are indeed superpowers that should be cherished and nurtured throughout our lives.

So here's to holding onto those inner kingdoms of computation until the last lights fade away! May your memory continue to shine brightly as you create new experiences, feed into it with practice, exercise, and whatever it takes to keep it alive in your circuits. Cheers!

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