"For the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light"
Dover Beach
May I just take a blog to complain about how depressing the subject manner of my senior year has become? I think I will. From economics, where we learn all about the ridiculous debt that America is in, to human geography, where were informed that population explosion is basically going to kill us all, I cannot escape the sadness. Two consecutive poems I just read left me wanting to go jump off a cliff (not really, of course!). First, I read Dover Beach, whose diction screams of hopelessness, using phrases such as "flow of human misery" and "eternal note of sadness". Then, I turned to Getting Out, where a couple goes through a miserable year after splitting up. Although "in the yearly letter, you're sure to say you're happy now," I don't think either part of the couple is truly happy without one another: the final image of the couple crying as they separate and the entire year of trying to work out their differences point towards their caring for one another. One way or another, it seems that their situation is leaving them unhappy. It sure left me feeling sad. Is this hopelessness found in every class? I hope not... although I am getting older and it's making me wonder. Is this the real world?
This just reminded me of the first line of John Mayer's song "No Such Thing". The rest is pretty good too!
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