“History, the old wound. The past emotions all over again. To confess to relive the same folly. To name it now so as not to repeat history in oblivion. To extract each fragment by each fragment from the world from the image another image the reply that will not repeat history in oblivion” (Cha, 33).
History: the branch of knowledge dealing with past events as relating to a particular person, people, period, or place. History: an attempt to impose narration and chronology into infinite disparate overlapping simultaneous perspectives, to unravel a ball of yarn into one, long thread. Hi, story!
The documentation of History is a necessary and impossible endeavor. It is the empty box on humanity’s never-ending to-do list (next to eradicating world hunger, establishing global peace, curing cancer, and so on).
I imagine future historians, lost in the labyrinth of Translation. Searching for a truth long-forgotten. Searching for the Truth, the Story. They won’t find it.
So much is lost in translation. I grieve for this loss.
I forgot to post my week #4 journal entry during week #4. I didn’t write it down in my planner. I have a History of forgetting things, unless I write them down.
History repeats herself, but I can’t quite hear her. Was anybody listening?

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