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Without the mellifluous notes of memory, there would be no songs to sing, no ballads dedicated to past afflictions or affections, and no church hymns celebrating the trials and tribulations of saints, martyrs, and holy deities. Without respect for memories for days gone by, we would lack impetuses to write poems or produce literature reflecting the bitter hardships and ineffable joys of human life. Without a reference to the past serving as an ethical compass pointing the way forward, we would be oblivious to the inequities committed by foes and the glorious deeds performed by our ancestors; we would lack the essential evenhandedness required of every caretaker; and we would be poor stewards of this planet. The loss of memory severs us at the stem from one another. Without the bond of shared memories, we would each remain forever unconnected to our brothers and sisters. Without the twigs of memory, we would lead a life as dry and disjointed as withered leaves scattered by a cruel wind.

Without the mellifluous notes of memory, there would be no songs to sing, no ballads dedicated to past afflictions or affections, and no church hymns celebrating the trials and tribulations of saints, martyrs, and holy deities. Without respect for memories for days gone by, we would lack impetuses to write poems or produce literature reflecting the bitter hardships and ineffable joys of human life. Without a reference to the past serving as an ethical compass pointing the way forward, we would be oblivious to the inequities committed by foes and the glorious deeds performed by our ancestors; we would lack the essential evenhandedness required of every caretaker; and we would be poor stewards of this planet. The loss of memory severs us at the stem from one another. Without the bond of shared memories, we would each remain forever unconnected to our brothers and sisters. Without the twigs of memory, we would lead a life as dry and disjointed as withered leaves scattered by a cruel wind.

Approximate author period: c. 2016 AD · contemporary

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Kilroy J. Oldster
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Approximate author period: c. 2016 AD · contemporary
Approximate historical context for attribution to Kilroy J. Oldster, based on documented writing activity in 2016. Author blog section: Why I Created a Blog, published 27 July 2016. The evidence is the dated original post, not the user-submitted quotations or account-registration date. Source: Why I Created a Blog — original author post, https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15511708.Kilroy_J_Oldster (checked 2026-10-09). This does not establish the composition date or authenticate the attribution of these words. Source: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15511708.Kilroy_J_Oldster (accessed 2026-10-09).
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