My past

I once believed that the truth of my life lie in the past. But my inability to recall my own supposed birth, and many other details of my life, contradict the first principle of descentism: I can directly and experientially know the entire truth. How do I reconcile this?

I reconcile this by accepting what I already know: I am going around in circles. My familiar self is in orbit around an unmoving, unchanging now. I need not remember what I experienced 40 years ago, for I am experiencing the same thing now. In believing that the unknowable past holds the answer is resignation to helplessness and disorientation.

I can find the truth I need in now.