Peeling Back the Layers

Of each year of time. I know the world is different than it was a hundred years ago. The band that played to its death on the deck of the Titanic, where is its equivalent today? As I age I sense a shifting of assumptions as time proceeds. Valley girl speech, ridiculed at first, then everyone was doing it. Each generation hard wired as to what it regards as truth. Each new generation reinterprets according to its needs, and events in my time begin to sound like lies. It causes one to wonder as we look at old manuscripts of the real presence of dragons!