brief writing experiment regarding Memento(s)

the image has no meaning:

Guy Pearce in Memento

outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

Guy Pearce in Memnto

it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

Guy Peare in Memnto

or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

Gy Peare in Memnto

a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

Gy Peare in Mmnto

a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

Gy Pere in Mmnto

a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

Gy Pere in Mnto

do they have a weight?
a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

Gy Pre in Mnto

are my memories real? do they have a weight?
a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

G Pre in Mnto

what my childhood was like.
are my memories real? do they have a weight?
a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

G Pre in Mto

i can tell you with all the deluded confidence of the charlatan
or true-believer exactly what my childhood was like.
are my memories real? do they have a weight?
a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

G Pr in Mto

and yet,
i can tell you with all the deluded confidence of the charlatan
or true-believer exactly what my childhood was like.
are my memories real? do they have a weight?
a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

G r in Mto

before the age of thirteen. and yet,
i can tell you with all the deluded confidence of the charlatan
or true-believer exactly what my childhood was like.
are my memories real? do they have a weight?
a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

G r in to

two dozen concrete
images of myself before the age of thirteen. and yet,
i can tell you with all the deluded confidence of the charlatan
or true-believer exactly what my childhood was like.
are my memories real? do they have a weight?
a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

r in to

at most, two dozen concrete
images of myself before the age of thirteen. and yet,
i can tell you with all the deluded confidence of the charlatan
or true-believer exactly what my childhood was like.
are my memories real? do they have a weight?
a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

in to

i have, at most, two dozen concrete
images of myself before the age of thirteen. and yet,
i can tell you with all the deluded confidence of the charlatan
or true-believer exactly what my childhood was like.
are my memories real? do they have a weight?
a mass? a texture? a smell? or only a duration?
it does not matter if it was ever "real" or not.
outside the continuity of the spectator,
the image has no meaning:

i no

words are no different.