Freud said, “the ego is that part of the id which has been modified by the direct influence of the external world” (The Ego and the Id, p. 23). That push-and-pull between raw desire and moral nudge is exactly what "The Kept" turns into a hands-on moment. You step into a dim room scattered with glowing bulbs—each one a little memory you can either toss or tuck away. Keep a bulb, and you feed that itch to hold on; ditch it, and you answer the voice urging release.
With every choice, the atmosphere itself shifts: bulbs multiply in your vision as a pale mist grows thicker, or the fog lightens and the room feels almost empty. What begins as a gentle stroll through nostalgia becomes an uncanny drift through memory's haze—sometimes heavy and opaque, sometimes ghostly and thin.
I built "The Kept" to spark the same quiet reflection I chase in my own life: that moment when you pause and decide which memories to carry forward and which to let fade. By giving you the power to thicken or lift the fog of your past, "The Kept" shows how holding on or letting go doesn't just change what you see—it changes who you are.
