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But listen. Even that story is made up.
I want you to feel what I felt. I want you to know why story-truth is truer sometimes than happening-truth.
Here is the happening-truth. I was once a soldier. There were many bodies, real bodies with real faces, but I was young then and I was afraid to look. And now, twenty years later, I'm left with faceless responsibility and faceless grief.
― Tim O'Brien
2 comments:
Not being entirely unfamiliar with the faceless, nor with grief, it's noticeably good to talk, to write, even to unravel and/or purge. But absolution is best.
Needsbe thou enter the confessional. There is niether valor, dignity nor memorial in holding on to a haunting past. Live, for them.
True. Moving on, from either failure or success, is an often underappreciated but very necessary mechanism. While remembering the past, one should not dwell in it.
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