Like winged Valkyries, we ride forth thru the Universe on the arrow of Time. Experiences decay into memories and forgotten rituals, while possibilities and intentions Blossom into the present, as the healing light of our consciousness transforms what-could-be into what-was, eating time, consuming uncertainty and annihilating entire timelines with every decision.
This path of time thru the limitless possibilities, this sequence of letters, each sampled from the Eternal Signal, how could it have been different? Rearrange letters and you get a different message. Re-order the notes and you get a different song. Its identity is in the sequence, the recipe, not merely the selection of ingredients.
And how many sequences there are for a given alphabet, as we roll down the pyramid of time! Each sequence a stem from which a new tree may sprout, so fertile is the soil!
But soil is both a womb and a tomb, and as a sequence is forgotten, the experience becomes a memory becomes a carcass and the ants and mycelia carry away the vertebrae, encrypting the living Message, rearranging and swapping the letters until it could have literally been anything before.
How can we put Humpty Dumpty back together then? Or even better, prevent him from shattering in the first place! When memorizing a sequence, a good first approximation is just to remember the elements, but not the order. If the elements are many, zoom out until there are few. Play only the chords, and rearrange them at will. Create your own recipe with the same base ingredients.
Once the elements are secure, begin assembling short subsequences in isolation. Neurons that fire-together wire-together, and repetition is the mother of skill. Ideally subsequences have fewer elements than your short term memory size, so you can fit the whole thing in your mouth at once, like a cupcake. And elements need not be single letters, they can be previously memorized subsequences.
There are many ways to chop up sequences. However we choose the cut, each beginning and end of a subsequence introduces a seam, and chains of subsequences will naturally hiccup as one ends and another begins. Therefore let us phase shift, for each choice of subsequences, let us introduce another set of subsequences, each including from the previous set the end of one and the beginning of the next, reinforcing the weak seams until they are as strong as the original sequence.
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And sometimes the sequence has a natural geometry to it, a kind of built-in error correction as the Grammar wouldn’t recognize the elements in any other sequence. Like crystals self-assembling from the Elements into patterned spacial frequency, symbols left scattered in the mind may, in dreams, conspire to construct secret tulpa temples as moony lattés transform us into illuminatés…
So let us invoke the Ankh of Eternal Life! Let us reverse the forces of entropy, so that our memories remain intact like saintly bodies! Let us digitally-sign our lives with the Key of the Creator, for how could mere Mortals descend from Gods? Nay, tho the cells of my body may wash away, tho the clothes on my back may tear and fray, here I remain, pure and unstained. Tho my skin may melt in a funeral pyre, my persistant existence proves death a liar!
Fiat Lux
Sat Chit Ananda