the education system, has been purposively
established, to errode people's (personal)
memory...
                if children are filled with rubrics
of alphabetical order (that's pointless)
given the chaos of ordering spelling that
contribute to writing words,
  then the current alphabetical order is senseless,
if we're talking genus (family)
of the two types of letters,
                 i.e. vowels & consonants,
it would make more sense (at least to me),
to group vowels together and state them first,
and group consonants together and state them 2nd.
the same goes with the rubric of multiplication
tables...
              how society has perfected the erosion
of memory in children, no wonder there's a chance
of succumbing to dementia of some sort...
me?
          **** that...
         my earliest memory, aged 4....
oh, i'm not one of these pseudo-mozart types that
claim to have solved a crossword puzzle aged 5
and wrote dante's equivalent of the divine comedy
aged 10...
              i have a piano, sure, and i play on it,
but all it seems to play is: memory.
          first memory then? my maternal great-grandfather
working as a watchman at a kindergarten...
   with me playing a toy piano,
   and him playing an actual piano...
  but then there's the case of the danzig zoo...
               it's hazy, but sure as **** it happened...
i was what, 5? so my mother allowed me to walk into
a bear enclosure... a baby bear was there...
      we played for a while, i was wearing a cardigan
with only one button on it...
             oh hell, mama bear was there too...
   but the baby bear bit off my cardigan button off...
and i remember running back out of the enclosure,
crying... 'he bit my button off! he bit my button off!'
**** me, the whole point of education
these days is only about eroding your memory
as a child... but the sweetest memories you can
or ever will have, are those from your childhood,
they actually act like, some sort of "placebo"
                    drug...
                         well, but if you have wacky parents
who prescribe you a.d.h.d. medication...
sorry... but you're ******, in relation to my notion
of the life worth's of chronology of events in a life;
sprinkle that with pointless memory eroding
education... and there... a perfect storm,
probably ending with a school-shooting massacre.