Oct 28, 2004 19:32
As an endless dream it went on; the spirit of the past brooding over a new generation, the chosen youth from the muddled, unchastened world, still fed romantically on the mistakes and half forgotten dreams of dead statesmen and poets. Here was a new generation, shouting the old cries, learning the old creeds, through a revery of long days and nights; destined finally to go out into that dirty gray turmoil to follow love and pride; a new generation dedicated more than the last to the fear of poverty and the worship of success; grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken-F.Scott Fitzgerald (This Side of Paradise)
This was written in 1920 from a true poet of the Lost Generation, strange it sounds so much like our generation. Reading things like this reminds me of just how bad it is growing up in this day and age but it also gives me reassurence in that there are others like me even decades later. Reading and Films seem to be the only outlet i have besides music to get me through 2004. I know that it isnt as bad as it could be but come on it is pretty shitty. Thats why i have aptly(atleast i think so) named my generation The Reincarnation of the Lost Generation.