Sex & Shenanigans

So not to get too philosophical I wasn’t trying to ponder the nature of existence or nothing. But very specifically in terms of sense memories….i think about it a lot in context of remote sex. Yes I crave the touch and physicality of a person in the monent. But afterwards, in my head, is the memory of the experience fundamentally different because the memory of that touch was imagined at the time? Could I tell the difference between a memory that happens in physical space from one that happened in espace if I didn’t already know the answer? I don’t always know that I could. But I imagine pretty hard too.
This. Exactly.
It's....
It's why your mind is the best sex organ....
That's why our relationships here are so important to us when we find that connection that is unbelievably real, even though its, it is what it is....
 
Could I tell the difference between a memory that happens in physical space from one that happened in espace if I didn’t already know the answer? I don’t always know that I could. But I imagine pretty hard too.
My imagination is lacking, I think.
Might have something to do with my extremely limited ability to form brain pictures.

But to clarify- are you saying that your ebone memory doesn’t include the phone? Like, you have the memory of the shared fantasy vs the memory of the reality?
 
We literally can’t, they ignore tons of inputs and also happen to fill in the blanks when the information coming in is incomplete or doesn’t make sense. It actually kind of freaks me out when I think about (beyond the question we’ve all asked when under some kind of influence “how do I know my blue looks the same as your blue”?)
One of my favorite things to spiral out about 😂
 
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