Thinking out loud here, but um what is the purpose of memory?
This is a tough concept to consider because, I think anyways, that we rely on memories (visual/emotional movie scenes) to fall back on and remind ourselves of "I am, I did".
I'm good enough because I did this back then, or I suck because I failed at that when I was 16...
But why do we hold onto to these "images" of experience?
Are we afraid that there won't be any more images?
Or are we in a situation that is uncomfortable and unknown to us so we reach back for something that is comfortable and known to cope with the present?
This can be viewed as a negative system.
Bound by memory.
But if you are to be bound, then flip it.
Build your own chains.