The past may be our ghost.
It may haunt us, it may whisper thoughts and emotions to our present self.
The past was us, it made today, it built us into the stories we've become. But the past is not loyal to us, it is not loyal to the sovereignty of our present selves.
The past only remembers itself. For better or worse.
The past may be a story of our alchemy, but it is not intent and striving for our present longing and transformation.
I am not in conflict with my past. Neither am I in agreement with it altogether.
I am not tethered to its raggedness,
or its shine.
Andrew Tipton