They say memory is information grafted somewhere in the brain. But that’s not how I experience memory. My memories are living experiences of parts of me that are still living in the places and situations I have visited. I have left them there because they didn’t want to leave but they are still living. And it strikes me that if I am still living everywhere and at all times at once, then all places and times must be living within me!  … More On Hell & The Late Afternoon Sea