where we are today is because of yesterday but we move forward
sometimes history is lost and we must use our imagination
history matters in the stories we repeat but we can’t live there
we trace life backward as if that will determine who we will become
we forget the past at our peril, but still worse is to live in it
the rust and decay of our history tells our beautiful story
history repeats largely because we believe we’re smarter now
what we remember is more often what we’re told but not what happened
the more we advance the more of our history we tend to forget
what we remember is oftentimes not what was but what we wanted
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