Tuesday, January 27, 2009

How I found my Palace of Memory

Yates, Pg.13-Memorize: Iam domum itionem reges Atridae paran. (And now their homecoming the kings, the sons of Atreus are making ready)

Yates recommends two theories for memorizing these lines which involve painting a picture in your mind of Reges and his gang beating Domitius on the streets. This flashes into my mind automatically Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. Which in turn bring me to a hallway inside of my palace of Memory; My Sanctuary. I here the story of my friend being sucker punched in the name of something great and glorious which is all a childish misunderstanding, so it relates. I am in the top/second floor of my sanctuary looking into the face of someone i do not know, a blur, but the face i do see is that of Ethan being hit in the face and loosing part of his left buck tooth. This image literally 'wrinkles' me down the eleven steps to my write, down the next eleven steps, and zooms me down the small passageway, passed the giant room with the wall of window facing east to the rising sun. I zoom north passed the giant room into a smaller hallway with two rooms to my right, one a concession and the other storage. i exit the first double doors (it's missing the metal bar in between) into the mudroom and out the next double doors. I'm facing a brick wall momentarily with a green dumpster to my right. I go left and forward towards a volvo parked at a slant from the road do to the slant in the parking lot on both sides. Here i see Reges brutally beating Domitius on the ground. Domitius is bloodsoaked lying on his right side, his legs broken, face bashed in, and with the last of his strength he is reaching up is right forearm with a plea for mercy. (And now their homecoming the kings, the sons of Atreus are making ready)

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