~sply-dude

Reading history messes with your head.

Take general history. Like about things that happened a couple of hundred years ago - that was AGES ago. I mean seriously, we're sitting here today, alive, and it's because before us generations upon generations have done the same!

And they've fought wars, and been lovers, and been so utterly stupid at times it makes their moments of pure genius seem all the more satisfying.

It's a lot to take in. Because although it all happened, it's almost irrelevant. We bear in mind our present, except in moments of recollection - which are all about bringing our memories forward, bring the past into the present. What we do today, is so important today, but we forget in like a week.

Personal history. Now that really plays with your head. I read through a page, intrigued as to how things would sound. 3 years ago I was a diferent person. Completely. It's weird. And scary.

I read through more ,and it plays out like a film. A journey. And I know the human consciousness loves to put a narrative into the ordinary, but it goes further than that. An ongoing, unstoppable tale.

Anyway, I'm just saying words now. I must stop.


And go enjoy the last hour of sunlight.

There's coffee to be drunk,
and things to forget.