The past invades us more and more, There is more of it. It is hard to keep out. The signs of its inundations are everywhere. From Talking Pictures TV, the channel of the year, with its nostalgic looks back at life in the 50s or 60s and focus on the films of the last century to today’s technology which allows us to reconnect with music or documents from before; the early Bowie albums, which not so many years ago were untraceable; old papers that could never have been unearthed but now emerge at the click of a key. You find the past everywhere. You can live there if you want. Can you think in the present without the interferences of the past? Writers can be so addicted to quoting or citing earlier writers to buttress their own authority. This doesn’t help. It mostly clogs the thought. History can hinder as much as it helps. The older you get, of course, and the more your past outweighs your future. It also becomes as mysterious as the future. Your old self is an enigma. Why did you act that way? Who were you then?
In his novel Time Shelters the Bulgarian writer Georgi Gospodinov imagines a world where we become so addicted to the past that referenda take place throughout Europe allowing citizens to elect the decade they want to live in. The truth is that as individuals we are always living in a kaleidoscopic time that suits us best, a collage of moments from various pasts. We cherry-pick our contexts just to make today’s reality bearable.