It is just amazing to think of the power of sound and music in our minds. They make us vibrate with certain frequencies that remain forever in the recesses of our mind. I just heard that song with the title above and started feeling lots of the things I felt when I was a teenager. yes, something felt long ago, during those years when the world seemed to show a "future open wide". Remember a friend of mine and I driving to a bar where other people as fresh and naive as I gathered every weekend. The girls wearing those dark long suits and short hair from the late punk times.
They were the days when just a timid glance from the girl with the shinning eyes I liked could start a love story in my mind that lasted for the next weeks of sadness. A pure sadness adorned with the dreams of an adolescent. And then I was back in the pub a week later, and this song was played again "The future is open wide" and I walked through the smoke of cigarretes and young people who grabbed a pint of beer just to show that they were on something serious.... and I kept looking around for her. She was dark-haired, fine facial features and a aristocratic look. I found her friends and did not dare to ask.... and the song echoed in my ears driving my adrenaline up tp nowhere. I was back with my friends then just to drink my head off .... just to see her in any girl that crossed the entrance of that smoky and dark place. My eyes were guards, eternally longing for a redemption, the redemption of a teenager....
And then we were again in the car driving to the beach just to kill the rest of the night, and while my friend went rambling on his own stuff he had to say, I just thought of the girl with the shinning eyes and could hear that song in my ears again:
Dream of better lives the kind which never hate
(You should see why)
Dropped in the state of imaginary grace
(You should know better)
I made a pilgrimage to save this human race
(You should see why)
Never comprehending a race that long gone by
(I'll stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you
(I'll stop the world)
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
(Let's stop the world)
There's nothing you and I won't do
(Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you
The future's open wide
Due to deal with certain questions in life I was led to see any positivism as a shallow calculation of possibilities. It was long ago when I was a young guy still paradoxically expecting somehow any kind of redemption to come to me.
Does it mean that any pending situation should take the worst result after all?
I suppose somehow the so-called Murphy Law has turned up as the intellectual version of Western Civilization to a fact that is well-known by other civilizations: the instability of complex and well-structured entities. I think modern science (threby made in the West) has come up with the conclussions supplied by the Second Law of Thermodynamics: the complex systems have the key of their own destruction in their own organization.
What does all this have to do with a positive outlook of life and daily issues of a human being? I think they always point out to the aspect of the partial calculations that ignore one or the other vital aspect of life. There are many examples in our life in this respect. all of them enhanced by the kind of naive ideas humans have hatched for centuries about their "purpose" on this earth and the legend of the final happy end.
The case is that -and it only came just when my "deep-down" and cloaked hopes of a teenager receded or fell flat- it can be easily discovered by anyone that when this simple realization of an open world free of purposes or hopes is built new kinds of possibilites turn up and finally the dicotomy between negativisn and positivism vanish giving way to a stronger outlook of life that can sound gloomy in most of the times -just because its strong poetry reflects suffering in life and a deep longing for meaning- but have the strength of the living things that have not been contaminated by our humanity -especially the one developed in the last 2000 years-
I have lately reflected on that -as it always happens when one undergoes some little or big revolutions- and then I have seen clearly why I can stand solid when other people oscillate between their pompous positivism -that usually falls flat in front of heavy hardships- and their negativism expressed as impotence to deal with hard reality.
In the mountains things like that are always taught to those that want to learn and open their hearts to listen to the elements. So have I tried to learn too while watching the sky and thinking that I was so glad to be there and that my destiny had been there embracing me all along my way.
I will post here a few incidents from daily life that can point out to the uselessness of luxury and excessive wealth.
Let's see how it goes.
Someone interested can put her/his own examples, cases, or theories about this topic.
Thanks
With his mood, sometimes gloomy sometimes deep into the beauty of nature, R. Frost has depicted going your own way in his poem "The road not taken".
Certainly not a road for the lazy, but for those wanting to get the real taste of life.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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