(moving this here...)
I found an interesting article after reading the mr.'s poem.
This piece is just a bit from it...
So the problem for people who confabulate is not necessarily that they can't make new memories, but that they confuse memory and present reality. "They seem unable to suppress memories irrelevant to ongoing reality," says Schnider.
http://www.newscientist.com/article/mg1 ... tml?page=2
I think I found me.
I have the sort of memory that goes like this...excellent long term memory, and good recollection of senses, emotions, etc. but terrible short-term memory. I can forget things within the first five minutes, all the time. To keep looking like I recollect, I've adapted the short-term short hand mingled with a heavy scent of a past memory; which is the stronger of the two and helps me gauge what it is I'm trying to interact with.
My sister will call me to ask me about who her friend so and so was that went to NYC with us, and I'll fill her in on all the details of her friend. It's almost photographic, the images stunning, the conversation vibrant...
But, then she will have to remind me of every day items, scheduled plans, birthdays, functions, etc.
What would I do without a sister.
Dreams are vivid though, I recollect them easier than daily details.
I wasn't sure if I was beginning to show signs of Alzheimers or if the memory loss was due to being staged dived onto by a 400 lb man when I was sixteen. Had suffered a blackout from it, reoccurring concussion that went untreated. Shrug, who knows except I just think I'm doomed to get alzheimers anyway.
Basically though, short term memory=just the gist of it.
For years he tormented me that he didn't say that...he said, "''and he'd repeat it word for word, then me going "well that's the gist of it..."
Ooops, added the link :p
From same site...
More recent experiments by philosopher Lars Hall of Lund University in Sweden develop this idea further. People were shown pairs of cards with pictures of faces on them and asked to choose the most attractive. Unbeknown to the subject, the person showing the cards was a magician and routinely swapped the chosen card for the rejected one. The subject was then asked why they picked this face. Often the swap went completely unnoticed, and the subjects came up with elaborate explanations about hair colour, the look of the eyes or the assumed personality of the substituted face. Clearly people routinely confabulate under conditions where they cannot know why they made a particular choice. Might confabulation be as routine in justifying our everyday choices?
Very interesting stuffs, I don't know if that's what I might have, but it's something to think about is all. As it suggests, we all possibly confabulate a tale at an given time.
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll
It's nice that you've discovered curvy though.
