|Coumpound, Blue Haze, 2010|
Time is eating our memories(the black strains with yellow border). There is stuff that happened to us, but we don't remember it.Things that we do remember are good, nice things. And we behaved our best. And if we didn't, we rationalized the behavior, so it would look like that in those circumstances it was the best possible outcome(the lower right corner). The reality as we perceive it is very distorted. At the end, the only thing is left to a person is the experience he collected throughout the lifetime. And nobody wants to collect the bad things.