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what an odd persistent little trait, if i had to levy a conjecture i imagine it would be some sort of mangled historicist position became lodged in me in such a way that i could never convince myself that severance from ones past relations was productive, even aspirationally
perhaps more peculiar is not that the fact that i am unconvinced of the relevance of the notion, but rather that i am recurrently disrupted by it despite its apparent shortcomings.
something like Truth or morality that is so much of the air we breathe, fills a multiplicity of social purposes, that simply untethering oneself purely ideationally is a fool's errand. i'm skeptical of this answer considering how much more muted a case can be made for 'getting over'.
nevertheless, i've previously attempted to deconstruct the notion into constituent functions and components, in hopes of dispensing with the vestigial and retaining the vital. this project failed, likely due to to my own ineptitude, but it also now strikes me as wrongheaded, or at least incomplete.
i ought to have been pursuing creative alternative ways of thinking about my relation to the past, and seeking out admirable instantiations of enlightenment. of course there is still time for this, although the issue isn't as pressing now as it was previously for me.