If someone read about me 200 years from now...and it was through either certain "recovered" letters or documents I wrote, or maybe I was even researched and written about by friends or associates (not that I'd ever be that important). I wonder if those in future generations would truly get or understand who I was or what I believed...if they would defend voraciously their assumptions of my intentions without truly knowing the various thoughts and feelings that went through my head at any given moment in time.
So many things I know and understand have changed over the years as I've learned more...I would hate to think that they would get access to the writings that were my mistakes...and not my epiphonies. This makes me wonder how many other's mistakes I have taken as "truth" over the years. Hmm...food for thought.
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