lyrics: isn't it kind of depressing how everything and everyone become lost memories.. from tiny little neurons firing about the hippocampus and prefrontal cortex, producing this seamless illusion of the subjective experience of "presence".. to nothing. the total and utter erasure of all traces of us "being" once all minds equipped with the capability of recall cease. thus your experience becoming akin to the pixels on a computer screens, once the power source is cut.. all left is but a black void...
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isn't it kind of depressing how everything and everyone become lost memories.. from tiny little neurons firing about the hippocampus and prefrontal cortex, producing this seamless illusion of the subjective experience of "presence".. to nothing. the total and utter erasure of all traces of us "being" once all minds equipped with the capability of recall cease. thus your experience becoming akin to the pixels on a computer screens, once the power source is cut.. all left is but a black void...