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Memories... man's most gruesome burden.

Could it all be erased? Could one really start from the beginning? Could one be tabula rasa, so to say?

I believe not. But nevermind, some wise men say that one learns from his mistakes, and that in life, it is not the goal, the shining trophy, that is so damn important, but the road, that we choose to reach it.

A rocky road, indeed:

Filled it is with sorrow, and remorse. And after all, history still repeats itself, no matter if our memories could be erased or not.

Same mistakes man makes, day after day, year after year. So it doesn't really make much of an impact.

When man realises this, he thinks to have understood all, that is worth understanding. And so he just lays down to a corner, and waits for the time to simply fade him away.

What a pathetic being man really is.