Firstly, I’d like to remark that hindsight is not 20/20, it
is something deluded to fractional impossibility of Carroll or Escher style porportions by
poor recollection, supplanting confabulation arising from any emotion under the
sun. Pride can warp the past for any mnemonic
interloper, guilt even more so. Most people look backwards polish the
scraps of the past into heterocosms of nostalgia and why not, there’s no memory
police to say nay or any janitors of Mnemosyne to clean up.
A.L.M. con ti, niente e impossibile
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| some colorful ants |
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