During a random conversation with a friend, the phrase, ‘untold byproduct’ captured my attention. Individualism is the new trend these days. The untold byproduct of the age. A few centuries back, people would fall apart if they weren’t founded on the deep roots of society. But nowadays, we are much more self-centered and rooted in our own realms. In all honesty, it seems to be working. With the haste and constant chaos we live in, it is a bit of hard work to maintain society itself. With individualism set as a trend though; we exist, we attempt to live, and then we die. There is probably more to it. But how would we know anyway?!
Yes, it is a shared concern that society is failing. The communal values we had built our essence on are becoming a source of mockery, lately. Are we ever going to be able to salvage the dooms we are trying to survive? Can all the questions of life be answered with the advancement of technology? Can we summon the flails of life with restructuring the customs? By reforming culture and tradition? Or have we, yet, to realize we are living our life on a sinking ship? The ship is sinking. Life is doomed. Why not chant away our lives, anyway?
In a world where the premise of individual lives matters more, families are becoming brittle forces of the community. The values we assign for the things that matters the least are the ways we die on. The things we are consuming; physically and mentally, are the reminders that we are thoroughly killing ourselves while polishing our surfaces.
Maybe we have a fetish of a world ending. A giant apocalypse that could take us all.
Meanwhile, with a failing society and thriving individuals, we are all dying a little more. We are thriving while dying. Within the realms of postmodernity, the advancement of technology, and the liberal Western democracy; we are being restructured in a different way from before. And I am conceding to the sayings of sociologists and ancient existentialists – the individual is the untold and undreamed byproduct of the age. We both as a society and as individuals are getting consumed inside our brains and getting drenched in the emptiness of it. We no longer have wide green grasslands and barns and sunsets and large families, and loyalty, integrity, accountability, and responsibility. We no longer see our lives as a thing that matters less and the lives of others that matter more. Love has gone so cold. And life has lost its warmth. Within the superficial crescendos we craft ourselves, we are doomed to die with no cause.
But, remember, in the midst of death, life persists.
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