I'm not unique in that I keep something of a journal. Have done so since I was 16. It's good to see where you were once focused or how the small things didn't really pan-out. The things that were of critical importance to me as a teen, now but the longest and furthest of memories and yet they still exist as fragments. Bits and pieces here and there to capture thoughts of who and what I once was.
I've become an interesting fellow as of late. Well past recognizing my flaws and cognizant in their effects on my life. I see a lot of the same behaviors from teen me. Before Nytmaer was Nytmaer. Still the subtle truths are there. I was/am a person who does not like change and yet I am also a person who pursues knowledge and new experiences. I know, I'm an oddity. Like a person who hates spicy flavor but signs up for volunteer ghost pepper challenges on the weekends. I'm that type of guy.
As I get older, I start thinking how important my journal is in saving a version of me, or even the me my children can look back upon.
All of it is data in the stream of consciousness. One day I won't be here, and it is my most sincere hope that I will leave some part of my actual self behind.
I think about that a lot now days. Leaving a copy of my digital self behind. It was always a notion of sci-fi, and I never gave it much thought until I started getting older. Wanting to help guide the clan of Brack to greater horizons. Leading the future of Brack generations as a revered elder. I'm probably not going to do that in my own living body.
It's not possible now, at least not that we know of, but maybe if I can get a machine learning algo, to read all my journal and writing entries and blog posts, who knows. We may one day see that Nytmaer Simulacron.
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