The empty mind

Mind is a whirlpool of numerous thoughts and emotions.
and yet its quite empty. At times events and actions trigger a whirlwind of memories that are bunked up in their slots waiting to be stirred up. Its as if each memory has a ear of its own. When they hear out their names they wake up their mates and stage a small ruckuss. And when they get tired they go off to sleep again.
Picture this, there are billions and billions of slots that are empty and many are constantly being built to house newer and more varied experiences and memories.
Memories relate to each other " okay buddy you got a white pair of socks too hmmm cool." " mine always stink a lot (hark hark )"
"oh ya well my grand papa fought in world war too"
They communicate very fast each one is hooked up to a network right from inception.
And yet mind is empty. no matter how much you stuff it there still is more that could go in.
In this very physically measurable mind, quite often memories get lost and yet they appear out of thin air as if a ginnie apparates.
Such is the complex mind, a vast vast empty ocean.
sshhhhhhh!! listen to the waves they speak a lot !