Stream of Consciousness 'I Remember' - Add on if You Like

I remember bubble gum. I remember rum. I remember wildfires and the setting of an abstract sun. I remember suits and I remember bums. I remember fantasies and I remember fights. I remember stiff black boots. I remember spikes. I remember nights spent in darkness and I remember light.

I remember karmic wedgies. I remember death. I remember the best of friends and I’ve forgotten all the rest. I remember father. I remember mother. I remember my four sisters and I remember my older brother. I remember rat tails. I remember lice. I remember campgrounds. I remember stars. I remember sleeping bags and I remember Mars.

I remember drowning. I remember ice. I remember lemonade and I remember summer. I remember getting lost and I remember wild honey. I remember church clothes. I remember fear. I remember innocence and I remember lust. I remember decadence and I remember dust. I remember tetanus shots. I remember rust. I remember grandpa, and the way he used to cuss.

I remember hurricanes and I remember floods. I remember gentlemen and I remember thugs. I remember sunburn and I remember frost. I remember winning and I remember what I've lost. I remember drunken fools, of those there were a lot. I remember king size beds and I remember cots.

I remember carpentry. I remember Christ. I remember church group girls who were naughty and oh so nice. I remember virgins and I remember whores. I remember broken windows. I remember forty doors. I remember moving vans and I remember trucks. I remember shooting doves, and I remember feeding ducks. I've almost forgotten chicken pox, but I remember that it sucks.

I remember neon. I remember flesh. I remember advertisements for things I didn't want. I remember a little Nietzsche and a smattering of Kant. I remember furry rabbits and I remember stew. I remember opera. I remember porn. I remember mutilation and I remember scorn. I remember living but I don't remember being born.

I remember unfair blame and I remember well-earned shame. I remember hard work and I remember fame. I remember new years eve and I remember it was lame. I remember fishing. I remember guts. I remember fire pits and I remember huts. I remember bandages and maggots inside cuts.

I remember fog. I remember rain. I remember an afternoon in London but I’ve never been to Spain. I remember stories of the Philippines and how it will never be the same. I remember land mines. I remember fireworks. I remember hunting pigs and eating without forks. I remember Hollywood and of course New York.

I remember funerals and putting on my tie. I remember wondering if I'd ever die. I remember farming. I remember fruit. I remember wombats. I remember rhubarbs. I remember comet swarms and fire flies on tulips. I remember summer camp and I remember flies. I remember hunger. I remember thirst. I remember last place and I remember first.

I remember ecstasy and I remember hurt. I remember prudes. I remember flirts. I remember panties and I remember skirts. I remember condoms and I remember worry, but most of all I remember being in a hurry.

I remember starless nights. I remember stone. I remember lawyers and I remember phones. I remember how fresh the air was, my first night on the road.

I remember Yankees fans. I remember cheers. I remember the Village Idiot and I remember pitchers of cheap beer. I remember loving the city, despite it's open sores. I remember getting grounded and I remember chores. I remember plaster ceilings and I remember hardwood floors.

I remember snakes. I remember skunks. I remember roadkill and all the little chunks. I remember skateboards and I remember stunts. I remember razor grass. I remember mass. I remember broken bones and I remember shattered glass. I remember wooden desks and splinters in my ass.

I remember Christmas. I remember having to repent. I remember making money, and I forget how much I’ve spent. I remember addicts. I remember freaks. I remember row boats and I remember leaks. I remember jocks and I remember geeks. I remember monkeys. I remember zoos. I remember try and I remember do.

I remember what it is to roam, never knowing home. I remember the deep green sea, and I remember foam. I remember sea shells and I remember shotgun shells. All told, I remember Heaven, I remember Hell, and all that I've forgotten, it's probably just as well.

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Whew..that was kinda long. I don't think there's one of these threads, if there is, I'll C&P this post over and kill this thread. If there isn't already an 'I Remember' thread, then this'll be the one.

What do you remember? I like writing these, they're fast and fun and they aren't restricted by any rhyme scheme or format - but sometimes it just flows together that way, in parts, and that's pretty neat. If you've never done one, try it.

Ok, i dont have that much,lol .

I remember the pain. I remember when i first saw her, I remember when we first became friends. I remember the joy whenever we spoke, but also the pain when she didnt. I remember my heart dropping, I remember the warm day turn to a cold winter in August, i remember everything, and I wish i didnt remember everything. I remember the maccabre thoughts, I remember the dreams of what could happen, in my perfect world, I remember what it was like, I remember when that first bullet hit.


OK OK OK its not real, dont call the police on me or anything,lol

[edit on 9-8-2006 by nastalgik]

hey wyred one, that was realy quite cool, and quite funny in parts.
Umm, i'll give a short one a go.
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I remember primary school. I remember teachers. I remember purple shoes. I remember all their features. I remember playing soccer. I remember playing pass. I remember kicking hard. I remember breaking glass.

I remember going home. I remember feeling all alone. I remeber punching bags of clothes. I remember highs and lows. I remeber sega mega drive. I remember alex the kid. I remember hide and seek. I remeber how i hid.

I remember getting older and having a best friend. I remeber how it started. I remeber how it ends. I remeber smelling fresh cut grass. I remeber hot sunny days. I remeber falling leaves. I remeber how we played.

I remember middle school. I remember not being cool. I remember getting beaten up. I remember Dickheads saying WASSUP. I remember not realy trying. I remember stopping myself from crying.

I remember biking home. I remember grittry stones. I remember falling off. I remember feeling soft. i remember cuts and bruises. I remember how blood oozes.
I remember standing up. I remember feeling weak. i remember shakey hands. I remember bloodied meat.

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i realy want to carry on, i can see how it could go for ages lol.
have to go to work though, dammit.

[edit on 9-8-2006 by Apoplexy123]

Hey, good one!

It's fun isn't it?

They're good material for building stories too, you can just take a sentence or two and build out from that. Not to mention they're easy, for when you've got writer's block - just bang out a page of these things and you can say you did something that day. hehe

I remember when I was four. I remember being mesmerized by the inherent complex simplicity of existence. I remember knowing the powers of the universe, knowing how everything worked... without knowing how to explain it..

I remember knowing that I was to be a writer. I remember my first fable -- "How the Giraffe got its long neck".. due to a grusome fight with a crocodile. I remember working hard on the story and the pictures; but I don't remember showing it to anyone.

I remember how anything could be made into a game, how everything was fun. I remember a time when I knew that every person was good and honest. I remember flooding the sandbox -- I remember being disappointed that it didn't drain fast enough. I remember making pan after pan of sand cookies. I remember throwing a tennis ball and sending my dog to find the hidden treasure in the dunes of snow. I remember making snow forts on opposite sides of the driveway, and the snowball fights I'd instigate with my father. (I remember losing them.) I remember seeing my mother waiting for me at the corner after kindergarten. I remember penny candy from the mom & pop store. I remember telling people that my birthmark was my beauty mark -- didn't they have one?

I remember sitting on a foreign uncle's lap, using a beer cap to cut circles from the paper tablecloth, gathering them into one big handful and blowing them all over the place. I remember giggling, and the look of sheer surprise on my parents' faces. I remember coming out of my shell.

I remember the first lesson about life that my father taught me. I remember the sting of the match on my hand, and his words "This is why you don't play with matches". I remember stealing a pack the next afternoon and lighting them one by one, dropping them into a bucket of water in the sandbox. I remember the tantalizing flame, and the terror of being found out.
I remember the boundary of our block -- I remember standing at the edge and looking out, wondering why I couldn't step across and what was out there...

I don't remember when I forgot how to live life, how to know and love myself. I don't know where that fable went. (I don't remember losing it, but I've never found it.) I don't remember when I stopped having fun in the snow, when it became too cold... too much work to let loose and have fun. I don't remember when I began distrusting people before trusting them -- but I know now how hard it is to reverse that train.
I don't remember when I crawled back in my shell, and lost my self.

I don't know where that little girl went.

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A great exercise.. both of craft, and of memory.
Sometimes, the pond needs to be dredged...

[edit on 10-8-2006 by Diseria]

A great exercise.. both of craft, and of memory.
Sometimes, the pond needs to be dredged...

Indeed! Beware of snapping turtles.

I remember the pond in the valley. I remember its warm, wet glass. I remember the weeping willow. I remember feeling safe at last. I remember dangling toes in the water. I remember the calm demeanor, and wicked smile, of the fat old turtle. I remember running and falling. I remember my face in the grass. I remember learning how to laugh at myself.

AHHHH!!!!!!!

I remember ringing my Internet provider. I remember asking, why is my connection so crap all the time. I remeber him saying, ohh well lets run a speed test. I remember thinking, shove your speed test up your... I remember not getting any real answers from him. I remember still saying thankyou. I remember GETTING HALF WAY THROUGH THIS AND MY CONNECTION CUT OUT AGAIN!!. I remeber wanting to change internet providers. I hope I remember to pay my internet bill.

BAHHH,, DAM TELECOM!!!
Grrrrrrr... DIE TELECOM DIE!@!!!!!!!!.. diee ....teleco..... grrr..hmmm..

I remember to stay cool.. I remeber how to send white powdery substance into telecom... (lol,, just kidding)

I realy hate telecom..

I remember carefreeness, I remember having fun.
I remember running to and fro, I remember it under the sun.
I remember wonder, I remember awe.
I remember the day it went away, I remember the day I built the wall.

I remember people, do they remember me?
I remember the day I left, I don't remember glee.
I remember dawn a special thing, I remember clouds and what they bring
I remember watching stars, I remember falling stars.
I remember all these things, do you remember anything?

Ok i totally didnt know it had to rhyme, gg

No, no, it doesn't have to rhyme.

It's cool, sometimes when you get going, the rhyme comes naturally. Sometimes the rhyme isn't there, but the tempo has it's own little bounce...

Anyway, don't worry about rhyming. If it happens it happens.

I remember thinking that I knew everything. I remember still being strangely unhappy. I remember, at first, I was terrified, of existence as a leaf in a great rushing river. I remember fighting against the current, so close to drowning, wondering why God wouldn't save me.

I remember the day it all changed, when I finally let go. I remember not just the day, but the minute, the hour - quarter past two, one night in November, when everything's cold, but the heat of your anger. I remember getting the call, the voice said she was dying. I remember letting it out, where noone could hear. I remember how useless I felt, how small and how smothered.

I remember I cried until I felt I was hollow. I remember the sorrow, the fear and the trembling. I remember the black frozen ground, the white boiling breath. I remember feeling betrayed, discarded, abandoned. I remember that's when it hit me; the vessel was empty, and peace flowed in like the sea.

I remember straightening up and catching my breath. I remember feeling the fool, alone in the dark, enacting a drama for noone to see. I remember helping myself up. I remember it wasn't me drunk, it wasn't me driving. I remember the horrible laugh, when I learned she was cheating. I remember wishing that I could kiss consequence, and buy it a present.

K, so that's iffy, but don't let it dissuade you.

I remember sitting on a ledge at the edge of the playground, 5th grade. I remember having two friends that I didn't really like, but felt that I needed. I remember watching those two girls titter and giggle and snicker as they walked the perimeter.. but they rarely looked back at me, they never joined me.

I remember sitting and observing my classmates as they played on the blacktop. I remember watching their games and antics, the way they smiled and laughed. I remember wishing that I could jump as high as those playing basketball, or run as fast as those playing softball, or having the balance to jump double dutch. I remember admiring them, envying them.

I remember looking through the chain link fence at the world outside, people driving and walking, going someplace with purpose.. while I sat. I remember wondering where they were from, where they were going. I remember poking my fingers through the rusty fence, but that my hand wouldn't fit... so I stopped reaching.

I remember Terrell quietly walking up to me, asking me to go out with him. I remember not understanding, replying 'Why? Where would we go?' I remember how he walked away, how I turned away.

I remember the way my 'friends' would roll their eyes and ask if I was coming, was I awake? Hello.. earth to Tanya.. (please leave a message at the beep). I remember how they shook their heads and laughed as I stood and joined them. And I remember trying to relate to their crushes, forcing a smile at the gossip; I remember doing so well at the game of mimcry that I went to my first (and last) birthday party -- I remember how no one seemed to know me. I remember watching the group play truth or dare, following them around but too scared to join in.

I remember the day I stayed put on the cement ledge instead of running after them like a lost puppy-dog. I remember how they paused, gestured for me to join. I remember shaking my head no. I remember them shrugging and walking away. I remember seeing them look at me, then turn and giggle. I remember turning my back to them.

I remember a tiny room with no doors built into the school, tucked away in a corner. I remember the spider webs and dust that covered the rocking chair inside. I remember sitting on the stone window ledge and looking into the room, wishing that I could sit in that chair, feeling like I was already there.. alone in a room with no doors and only a window. (I remember people saying that the chair seated a ghost, and that the chair sometimes rocked. I remember wishing I could see it move, but it never did... not for me anyway.)

I remember the day I found my very own universe in my head... the day I began to film the stage instead of be a spotlight actress. (I don't remember where the on/off switch is though...)

[edit on 11-8-2006 by Diseria]

((Now I remember that it was 5th grade, not 3rd. ))

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