History

The present determines the parts of history that we curate.

A victorious present brings tales of a rising history.
A defeated present brings tales of a tumbling history.

Two people that lived in the same circumstance almost always have two different narratives of the past, because the chromatography of time has separated them in their journey.

Hindsight is not 20/20. The reason it is biased is that we see the past through our present circumstances. And most of us do not fully understand or even notice our present circumstances.

History is the hindsight bias of the narrator.

– Osasu Oviawe

I sing for joy

Psalms 63:1-5, 7-8
O God, thou art my God, I seek thee, my soul thirsts for thee; my flesh faints for thee, as in a dry and weary land where no water is. So I have looked upon thee in the sanctuary, beholding thy power and glory. Because thy steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise thee. So I will bless thee as long as I live; I will lift up my hands and call on thy name. My soul is feasted as with marrow and fat, and my mouth praises thee with joyful lips, for thou hast been my help, and in the shadow of thy wings I sing for joy. My soul clings to thee; thy right hand upholds me.

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