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hero_farmboyI'd say he got it half right. The past is never dead. There are definitely more than a few events in my life that I will never be able to forget, unless of course someone steals my memory. Again. But I don't really think that counts. Me as myself, I will never not be able to remember the pain I've caused, the pains I've seen. Or the joy, but somehow that tends to get outweighed. Still, those feelings, being able to replay those moments like a movie in my head will never go away. Not ever.
But the past is the past. Unless you're into time travel and then all bets are off. But I'm not, usually, so yeah. The past is behind us. I know it might not always feel like it with the memories lingering around, but just because you don't forget something doesn't mean it's present. The events are done. Finished. Any action you take because of it are either present or future. And once those are done, then those are past, too.
I've always sort of envied people who really can let the past go, not let it colour how they view the future, or the present. I can't imagine that kind of freedom. And yet on the other hand, I kind of feel sorry for them, too. Remembering your past and in some cases honouring it can shape who you are. If we don't learn from our past, what point was there to it? If we're all here for a reason, shouldn't learning be it?
But the past is the past. Unless you're into time travel and then all bets are off. But I'm not, usually, so yeah. The past is behind us. I know it might not always feel like it with the memories lingering around, but just because you don't forget something doesn't mean it's present. The events are done. Finished. Any action you take because of it are either present or future. And once those are done, then those are past, too.
I've always sort of envied people who really can let the past go, not let it colour how they view the future, or the present. I can't imagine that kind of freedom. And yet on the other hand, I kind of feel sorry for them, too. Remembering your past and in some cases honouring it can shape who you are. If we don't learn from our past, what point was there to it? If we're all here for a reason, shouldn't learning be it?
