Memory in Movements
Remember me as a time when brains out weighed instinct. When learning something new, was all you needed to see you through. A time when what was in front of your face, was taken as fact, not superstitious heresy. Pushing movements and uncovering hidden tendency's of the body you own. Taking responsibility for your world, not drowning in it, emotionally. Holding your own hand, heart, and head. The most beautiful thing in this world was always with you without you even knowing it. No matter how many times life fades in and out new pictures this one thing doesn't change for me.