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Thursday, June 3, 2010

Synesthesiac

In the future, are we going to have people who all at once conjoin different senses and can't remember anything about their lives? Would this be a evolutionary step up? Or just self preservation? Or could it just be annoying, cloying and repetitive.

I think they would be called a synesthesiac.

They might talk a little like this:

What's that smell? Oh it must be this song. ... Or is it? Is it this song? What is this song? I mean I know it's blue, but what's it called? It tastes so familiar, it's on the tip of my brain. Oh hell. Hot. Is it? Are you someone I knew before? Are you important? You look like three, but that could just be me.

This could be in our future. Or yours.

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