Nostalgia for Now

Apr 25, 2005 21:23

Over the last three years (the time in which I began to truly define myself), I have experimented with various schools of thought: cynicism, pessimism, transcendentalism, romanticism, existentialism, socialism, communism, oligarchyism, optimism, realism... the list is huge. Indeed, my outlook has morphed many times due to my various, often contradictory, philosophies. I've tried being just uptight, and just supa-chill. I've tried being strictly atheist, and I've tried being spiritual. Recently, I've been able to find fusions and determine my own school of thought (or try to, ultimately feel unfulfilled, and then revise myself).
-I've found a common thread.
To me, the most impacting feelings are those of nostalgia and loneliness. Based on my experiences and those of my friends, I feel like people are, generally, lonely. I don't mean people get bored and are social animals.
We all desire companionship. We are all connected by one common plight: life. To me, competition becomes extremely exhausting. Privacy can be nice, and indiviuality is beautiful, but I, for one, feel incomplete - even when I'm accompanied. I perceive so much worry, struggle, pain, and similarity around me. The most wonderful feeling is connecting with people on some personal level. With the world becoming as crowded as it is, and with all the problems it has, do we really want to be private? Can we afford to? It's time we begin thinking about the group. To sacrifice for the whole is not a loss: with the understanding that we are all, fundamentally, the same thing, giving to community is tantamount to giving to self.
And it is beautiful.
The realization that we all inextricably age, struggle, think, live, feel, cry, love, and die is a powerful feeling. I now live a new philosophical concept, one that I realized in France.
I call it 'Nostalgia for Now.'
Everything and everyone in existence right now is so amazingly real, complicated, simple, valuable, and meaningless that it stirs powerful emotions in me. I can live no other way than to regard NOW and US with the same bittersweet emotion aroused by my worst and best memories:
Nostalgia.
You are all real, and this is all happening, yet I already miss it.
It becomes impossible to disregard the community.
And It Is All Beautiful.
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