F 1 D 0 -- 02 05 01 at 15 00 Memory. Ever wondered about how we know what we do? Maybe you've not thought about it. I wonder about Salmon who can find their way back to their birthplace. I wonder about Alligators and Sharks who don't seem to need extra training to eat and breed, but Simians who do. I was watching a science program on the television, and it showed this huge sea tortoise digging a hole with its hind legs. It had trouble since some of one leg had been eaten off by a shark or something. But it knew enough to bury the eggs. It has this super duper hard time with walking on sand. The heat of day is a problem, and they're just not good out of water. Anyway, it seems to me that DNA doesn't just encode proteins as enzymes, but encodes memories somehow. This isn't a problem when we talk about birds migrating, or about lizards finding food. But people don't like to imagine that they can actually be born with memories. Think of all of the folks who talk about a previous life. Not everyone remembers living hundreds of years ago, but some people do. And think of all of the dreams you've had which don't make any sense at all to you. I figure we have mountains and mountains of DNA which looks unused. And perhaps it isn't used. But what if some of it decodes to memories? It isn't something people rely on. Quite the contrary. Most folks are worried when they hear something strange. Demons. Faeries. Angels. God himself. Messages from another place. Like Mars. What sort of memories might we be passing on to our progeny? And what do you suppose we have inherited? If memories are linked to our species, it is reasonable to assume that such ideas passed or received could be many generations old. In fact, I'm wondering if the memories are even real ones. Maybe we just pass on dreams, fancies or wishes. Some things that never really happened in the first place, but got encoded. I'm just thinking aloud with you. That's all I know.