In memory of…
So, who are you-if it’s not a reflection of your past?
All the star moments, all the scars blast
Who are you- if not a reflection of your memory?
One split second of amnesia, a thousand decades of lost history
Of lost personality
Of lost clarity
Of gained Novelty…
Memory is just more than facts mere…
Or an input of data through the night, to regurgitate to the mayor
Memory is a conglomeration
It’s a form of identification
Memory is You.
So, who are you-If not you?
Take care of you
And you will forever expand
Memory- a gift – a feature maybe granted to the chosen few
Memory is quite analogous to the Muscle, on the bright side…
Both start with an M-part of their identity
Both can be flexed to maximum strength
Both can be lost- lost existence.
Whatever the world may give, you can only take in as much as you are willing to flex
The more you flex, the more u’ll rest…
The more your niche.
In memory of…
In memory of your memory.
One of the most invaluable skill a surgeon has to develop is standing…
Learning how to stand for many hours without tire
Learning how to stand without afaint
Learning how to stand without letting ornaments fall into body cavities
Learning to understand complex procedures
learning to set standards in the OR
But most important is having a strong standpoint…
What exactly is the anatomy of a lie?
Could be that of a bone which supports a muscular truth…
Or a tendon,which is inserted into the truth
or it’s just vestigial-only meant to burden our bodies and mind.
What exactly is the physiology of a lie?
Could be a beat through which our existence takes root…
Or blood to carry elements of the fluid truth
Or it’s just a waste product-only meant to burden our bodies and mind.
What exactly is the pathology of a lie?
Could be that of a parasite which eats us within….
Or a bacteria which colonizes our systems
Or it’s just part of our normal flora, to which we owe our existence.