“Forgetting to Forget”: a Self-Removement Course

Having trouble remembering their birthdays? Have have you ever thought it might because they weren't important? Can't remember where you left your defibrillator? Have you thought it might because you forgot to pay your Cardiologist? Your anniversary? (Would you do it again?)

Where do all of those forgotten things go? Energy can not be created or destroyed. They have to go somewhere.

As we live our lives, we sequester off an archipelago of "cortical islands," where the forgotten go. The birthdays. The remote. Why you found yourself walking into another room. And when you die, the death throes are not desperate heaves attempting survival, but a massive infrastructure project to build bridges among the archipelago. Once connected, the traffic is heavy. On your death bed you will remember all of your forgotten things.

It's quite the rush. It's enough to kill you.

Remember that time you had a threesome with Uma and Angelina? No? Some things are forgotten on purpose. But they all come back. Your secrets purposely forgotten; your traumas psychologically sequestered; your woulda-coulda-shouldas and what you should have told that piece o'shit—that you thought up in the shower the night after.

They say, "You can't take it with you." But that only applies to the remembered things. We're cluttered and we need to pack light for the last trip. But we do take with us all of the forgotten things, which is why our Final Judgment is so hilarious. (Wait till Uma and Angelina die and remember you!)