First, think of our brains in terms of gray matter. Now, when we are conceived, this gray matter is poured into our heads by Angels, and it’s fluid, allowing thoughts to travel in every way imaginable. The gray matter slowly begins to congeal, and by our twenties, it’s a solid mass. By our forties, a few cracks, minor flaws, appear. By our sixties, narrow crevices are formed. And seeing as I’m only in my sixties, I can’t imagine what the next twenty years may produce, but the prospects don’t seem good.
Second, I see our memories are linked by what I see as a road system. When we’re born, and until we are about five, we have a small enough amount of memories stored, and the roads are all local and easy to travel. By five and through our thirties, our brains start paving highways, but the traffic is still manageable. By forty, a few of the highway bridges and overpasses collapse, so short local detours are set-up and it sometimes takes a second or two longer than it use to to remember. By sixty, whole sections of the highways are closed, and the local detours have detours, and there are times we need to call for help to remember. And again, seeing as I’m only in my sixties, I can’t imagine what the next twenty years may produce, but the prospects don’t seem good.
JimMe wrote:
First, think of our brains in terms of gray matter. Now, when we are conceived, this gray matter is poured into our heads by Angels, and it’s fluid, allowing thoughts to travel in every way imaginable. The gray matter slowly begins to congeal, and by our twenties, it’s a solid mass. By our forties, a few cracks, minor flaws, appear. By our sixties, narrow crevices are formed. And seeing as I’m only in my sixties, I can’t imagine what the next twenty years may produce, but the prospects don’t seem good.
Second, I see our memories are linked by what I see as a road system. When we’re born, and until we are about five, we have a small enough amount of memories stored, and the roads are all local and easy to travel. By five and through our thirties, our brains start paving highways, but the traffic is still manageable. By forty, a few of the highway bridges and overpasses collapse, so short local detours are set-up and it sometimes takes a second or two longer than it use to to remember. By sixty, whole sections of the highways are closed, and the local detours have detours, and there are times we need to call for help to remember. And again, seeing as I’m only in my sixties, I can’t imagine what the next twenty years may produce, but the prospects don’t seem good.
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Your roadmap is a good illustration - and just a TINY tad scary
JimMe wrote:
First, think of our brains in terms of gray matter. Now, when we are conceived, this gray matter is poured into our heads by Angels, and it’s fluid, allowing thoughts to travel in every way imaginable. The gray matter slowly begins to congeal, and by our twenties, it’s a solid mass. By our forties, a few cracks, minor flaws, appear. By our sixties, narrow crevices are formed. And seeing as I’m only in my sixties, I can’t imagine what the next twenty years may produce, but the prospects don’t seem good.
Second, I see our memories are linked by what I see as a road system. When we’re born, and until we are about five, we have a small enough amount of memories stored, and the roads are all local and easy to travel. By five and through our thirties, our brains start paving highways, but the traffic is still manageable. By forty, a few of the highway bridges and overpasses collapse, so short local detours are set-up and it sometimes takes a second or two longer than it use to to remember. By sixty, whole sections of the highways are closed, and the local detours have detours, and there are times we need to call for help to remember. And again, seeing as I’m only in my sixties, I can’t imagine what the next twenty years may produce, but the prospects don’t seem good.
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Then again by that time you can consider each trip an adventure. I'm pushing 70 (damn, I can't believe I'm able to say that!) and sometimes can't remember why I went into a room but I usually see something that needs doing and so brush it off. What ever, it was will come to me again at some point. Mike
teabag09 wrote:
Then again by that time you can consider each trip an adventure. I'm pushing 70 (damn, I can't believe I'm able to say that!) and sometimes can't remember why I went into a room but I usually see something that needs doing and so brush it off. What ever, it was will come to me again at some point. Mike
My brother who was nine years older than me, then 68, said it didn't matter what video he rented: it would be just released brand new.
JimMe wrote:
First, think of our brains in terms of gray matter. Now, when we are conceived, this gray matter is poured into our heads by Angels, and it’s fluid, allowing thoughts to travel in every way imaginable. The gray matter slowly begins to congeal, and by our twenties, it’s a solid mass. By our forties, a few cracks, minor flaws, appear. By our sixties, narrow crevices are formed. And seeing as I’m only in my sixties, I can’t imagine what the next twenty years may produce, but the prospects don’t seem good.
Second, I see our memories are linked by what I see as a road system. When we’re born, and until we are about five, we have a small enough amount of memories stored, and the roads are all local and easy to travel. By five and through our thirties, our brains start paving highways, but the traffic is still manageable. By forty, a few of the highway bridges and overpasses collapse, so short local detours are set-up and it sometimes takes a second or two longer than it use to to remember. By sixty, whole sections of the highways are closed, and the local detours have detours, and there are times we need to call for help to remember. And again, seeing as I’m only in my sixties, I can’t imagine what the next twenty years may produce, but the prospects don’t seem good.
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Sounds about right, as far as I can remember. When I hit 80, somebody set off a bomb, threw chunks of the road every which way. I hope, by the time I'm 90, I will have figured out what detour goes where. I'm slowly making progress,. I think.
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