What's the concept here? Memories? We create new ways to keep our memories but these ways only create more things to remember. Gigabyte this and that. I think a baby in the future will be born with a number of terabytes and, well, have to stick to those "given bytes", 'cause there is none more in the world. we have used up our space.
I have my memories, and they are mine to mold, change and reinvent. I have my own whisper game in a way. The memories change themselves according to what I am experiencing in the present. Scary stuff and funny experiences. It turns out I tell lies about my memories. Even though the memories have happened to me.
Loving it. Telling the truth, its true.
