The selective dark memories of the past always seem to keep me in perpetual unrest. Have I become addicted to sorrow?
Can I not liberate myself from this past toil that consumes my present attention today?
If I can learn to filter these troubling memories, than I can place my full attention on my life in the moment.
From the cradle to the casket, we must carry the burdens of being human. We can transcend the past, living only in the present moments we experience now.