Scatterbrainy

There seems to be a general consensus:
going back- bad; going forward- good
But even so, we cannot help turning back. 
The past is our only point of reference, so how can we do anything else but look back?

We grow old, we keep on living, we carry on;these are all metaphors for progression.
Yet we do all these things hesitantly.
We buy creams to stop from aging, gather photographs to remind us of what we already have lived,
We carry our past on our backs.

Is this, then, the paradoxical destiny of mankind?
We are inherently driven by the idea of progression but we can never let go of our past?
Having invented machines to make everything but ourselves obsolete,
all we wish for is to sit around a fire and tell each other stories.
The stories we sit up late to hear are love stories.
And it is the same story told and told again for centuries.
You and me.Him and her. Different names, another time

Carpe diem: to seize the day (and never let it go?)