-spring break memories

Memories are the ghost of experience. People ask me if I think ghosts are real and i reply that there are certain types of ghosts that do exist. Certain memories that I will never forget. The way the palm tree sways on the side of a road intersection. The manner in which the sandcastle crumbles to pieces and grains-chaos disguised as serenity. New thought processes come from old thought processes, past reminiscences. What is the first thought-pattern? We are all ghosts. Tell me, who is going to remember who, given enough time?