Wednesday, February 7, 2007
presque vu.
how can one have recollections which are eerily precise of something that could've happened, when it's quite impossible to actually occur in the first place? is this some form of deja vu, where you forget it for half your life, only to remember it many years later? what if it comes in the forms of dreams, and was triggered by a book you recently read? would this then, in other terms, be what one may call vivid imaginations?
but what if it wasn't your imagination? what if it really did happen, and all it does to you now is leave you in a cage, for there's no one you can trust now, & your future's being destroyed? was this a piece of memory shredded from the past & buried in Pandora's Box for quite obvious reasons, only to resurface at this point in your life?
above all, if it did happen, what are you gonna do about it? how can you question something so unlikely that you defend it wholeheartedly, but yet you can't help wondering.. is it true?
are you questioning its authenticity because you don't want it to have happened, or are you denying the possibility because you know it did, but you don't want it to have ever happened?
questions, questions.
who's got the answer?
