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Its going on your permanent record.

I recall this threat a lot in school. (And also in church but that is another story).

We mover a lot, 4 elementary schools, 2 junior highs and 2 senior highs...so with the questions they asked and the holes in their stories I learned early on there was no such thing as a permanent record.

In school that is.

But in your psyche, your memory, your being, your soul...it is there.

Each and every action, each and every thought finds its archival home and reappears in your future...can come back to bite ya.
 
Its going on your permanent record.

I recall this thread a lot in school. (And also in church but that is another story).

We mover a lot, 4 elementary schools, 2 junior highs and 2 senior highs...so with the questions they asked and the holes in their stories I learned early on there was no such thing as a permanent record.

In school that is.

But in your psyche, your memory, your being, your soul...it is there.

Each and every action, each and every thought finds its archival home and reappears in your future...can come back to bite ya.
I remember wanting my "permanent record" some years after graduating and they no longer had it. So much for permanent.
 
There was this perfectionist in my Spanish class. She was humble, however she was stunned when I had looked into attending the same university as her. My grades and academic history didn't hold a candle to her achievements. So she was stunned that I would even ponder such a thing. I told her something she didn't like. I said that if I get accepted by the same university as her, on day 1 of classes everything we did in high school no longer matters. We will basically be equals as far as our standings, yet I put in half the effort she did. I ended up going to a different university, however her university tried getting me to transfer due to some of my work on my own campus. We eventually graduated with similar degrees and I even ended up with many accolades that she never achieved.

So one day I joked with her about how her hard work didn't really give her an edge. Our high school records might as well not exist. However, she politely reminded me that she barely paid anything for college because of all of her scholarships. But high school really didn't matter in the end.
 
Its going on your permanent record.

I recall this threat a lot in school. (And also in church but that is another story).

We mover a lot, 4 elementary schools, 2 junior highs and 2 senior highs...so with the questions they asked and the holes in their stories I learned early on there was no such thing as a permanent record.

In school that is.

But in your psyche, your memory, your being, your soul...it is there.

Each and every action, each and every thought finds its archival home and reappears in your future...can come back to bite ya.

RE: The emboldened , I have become conscious of this particularly in my latter years( 60+). I have found memories arising out of the blue from decades ago. Yes, a bit like the Akashic Records as @TheLightWithin has commented, only not so large :>).

I've been bitten only a few times(so far), but for the most part, I am enjoying when memories surface of things long forgotten.
Sometimes when I am surfing the internet, I come across posts I have posted 20+ years ago. Most of them I recognise as myself as I am today, but a few I honestly don't recognise myself and cannot imagine posting such things.
Each of our lives is a story.

Anyway here is a small poem(Sakhi) by Kabir, my favourite poet, sage.

From good company, joy.
From bad company, grief.
Kabir says, go where you can find
company of your own kind
.
 
For m the come back and bite ya....is the woulda, coulda, shoulda...

My mother was right and it pisses me off...

Father, preacher, sister, teacher, grandma...

Yes, I coulda been different...but might nor ever have met you guys...

And i/o has been a benefit.
 
For m the come back and bite ya....is the woulda, coulda, shoulda...

My mother was right and it pisses me off...

Father, preacher, sister, teacher, grandma...

Yes, I coulda been different...but might nor ever have met you guys...

And i/o has been a benefit.
Sounds like there's a story there
 
There was this perfectionist in my Spanish class. She was humble, however she was stunned when I had looked into attending the same university as her. My grades and academic history didn't hold a candle to her achievements. So she was stunned that I would even ponder such a thing. I told her something she didn't like. I said that if I get accepted by the same university as her, on day 1 of classes everything we did in high school no longer matters. We will basically be equals as far as our standings, yet I put in half the effort she did. I ended up going to a different university, however her university tried getting me to transfer due to some of my work on my own campus. We eventually graduated with similar degrees and I even ended up with many accolades that she never achieved.

So one day I joked with her about how her hard work didn't really give her an edge. Our high school records might as well not exist. However, she politely reminded me that she barely paid anything for college because of all of her scholarships. But high school really didn't matter in the end.
I had an ex that didn't seem to be able to move on from high school. He'd been somewhat 'popular', and I was a shy Goth kid. We were in our 20s when we were together, and sometimes he'd get this superiority complex about high school, and how much better he was, and that I was lucky to have him...

I pointed out "dude, no one cares about that anymore. It's done. No one's impressed by what kids you impressed in high school."
 
A lifetime of them...
I am recalling a conversation or three that occurred last year when someone said "maybe we should start a thread on head-canon" and I was thinking of starting one. I had asked @Thomas and @iBrian about where to place it and I think somewhere in the general spirituality thread was recommended but I will have to peruse their replies and the various threads again to be sure.

Basically my idea was to post some things about what I used to believe a kid or young adult, or think was true about religion(s) in general, based on what I knew at the time. Your thought about a lifetime of stories reminded me of where people's beliefs come from, their life experiences and/or what they've read, heard, or been told.

I was actually working on what I might post by writing about what I recall thinking or believing and the context around it. But I need to edit it as I don't want it to be some marathon of an autobiography just the interesting nuggets about my impressions of theology or the religious world based on my influences and whatever else encountered.

I hope others will add things about their "head canon" - deep discussion may ensue, hilarity may ensue.
 
It is amazing....what gets imprinted...we all have tons of similar experiences...but what we absorb is based on our perception, our level of focus, our interest, previous experiences and beliefs.

My daughter tells me of a time where she believed their were people under the streets flipping switches for traffic lights...
 
It is amazing....what gets imprinted...we all have tons of similar experiences...but what we absorb is based on our perception, our level of focus, our interest, previous experiences and beliefs.
I've wondered why some things imprint and others do not... good way of explaining it.
My daughter tells me of a time where she believed their were people under the streets flipping switches for traffic lights...
What... there isn't? :p
 
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