Samuel Taylor Coleridge poem The Rime of the Ancient Mariner Illustrated by Gustave Doré (French, 1832-1883)

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Samuel Taylor Coleridge poem The Rime of the Ancient Mariner Illustrated by Gustave Doré (French, 1832-1883)

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Julio Reyes (b. 1982), “Dark Waters”
oil on panel, 2014
source
Over the dark waters of night rests the day - Pasi Tammi , 2013.
Finnish , b. 1971 -
Oil on canvas , 120 x 120 cm.
not scared of the dark
I'm watching Dark Waters/Death In Heaven and I seriously do not enjoy the implication that Ianto became a cyberman.
After all he did, all he survived, Ianto Jones was destined for cyberconversion.

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it feels very weird to not remember so much of my life. even just like a few days ago. its all a haze. I cant remember what happened last night. im already forgetting what happened today and its only 3pm.
idk how to stop it. I dont know how to stop the facility from throwing away our memories. I dont care if I said I didnt want to remember them. it should be my choice to forget. no one else should be allowed to modify my memories.
I dont even know if it is the facility. I dont know how long they have existed. I dont remember. my childhood is a black hole.
I only know I existed because there were witnesses to my existence. and pictures.
i am a stranger in my own life. I look around in our system and dont recognize so many, even members who say we have had very frequent communication and are best friends. I look back at posts that I signed off on and cant remember when I wrote that. I look at art I've drawn and question how it got into my files. I forget that friends I used to have are not my friends anymore. I forget the faces and names of everyone.
I can't stop my brain from deleting everything. im afraid im literally going to wake up one day and have forgotten who I am and who my family is. how would my family react? would they even believe me?
I dont want to keep forgetting.
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