I fed it a page of text, trying to confound it, but it found hidden faces in the words. Faces that strain against the page. I think I've found something I could fear for the rest of my life.
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I've been thinking about trauma - how it's repetitive, and how we recreate it, and how memory is fashioned by creation. Every time we remember, we create new neurons, which is why memory is so unreliable. I thought, 'Well if the Greek root for 'poet' is 'creator,' then to remember is to create, and, therefore, to remember is to be a poet.' I thought it was so neat. Everyone's a poet, as long as they remember.