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mus­ings from the bath­tub

What if deja vu was noth­ing more than mol­e­c­u­lar mem­o­ry stored in wa­ter?

What if as the wa­ter pass­es from our body it main­tains the mol­e­c­u­lar mem­o­ry of what our lives were?

What if every glass of wa­ter you drink and every show­er you take was filled with the mol­e­c­u­lar mem­o­ries of the mil­lions of hu­mans and an­i­mals and plant life be­fore us?

What if child prodi­gies were noth­ing more than an or­gan­ism filled with mol­e­c­u­lar mem­o­ries cul­mi­nat­ing into a sin­gle tal­ent?

What if there were no oth­er di­men­sions only the one that we live in that keeps re­play­ing over and over and over like ground­hog day be­cause some­one in our fu­ture with a time ma­chine keeps re­boot­ing the past try­ing to af­fect his fu­ture, and wa­ter is main­tain­ing the mol­e­c­u­lar mem­o­ry of those count­less re­boots?

What if I’m just lay­ing here in a vat of mol­e­c­u­lar mem­o­ries and re­cy­cled di­nosaur pee?

—Louis Warfield

Flom­mist Louis Warfield is a fab­ri­ca­tion spe­cial­ist who runs the award-win­ning Rhi­no De­sign Stu­dio, “You dream it, we’ll build it.” Copy­right © 2021 Louis Warfield.

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