Truth be told

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We tumble into memories, hyperbolizing the truth to make a story more remarkable.

Fiction is the art of selling lies.

Did the apple really hit Isaac Newton’s head? Perhaps in his imaginary anticipation. He often sat around apple trees to gather string and ponder.

But what if we recorded the tale as it happened?

Notes exist, and the stories persist because the event wasn’t worth remembering in the first place.

Permanency lies within the first act. Only the recorded replay reenacts. The rest is shareable serum.

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