“There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure, but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness, a sense of being cut off from the world, from other people, from oneself.”
NOTE
I understand the sentiment here, but was conflicted by it.
Luckily, someone provided an opposite quote, inverting the original.
Saying the complete opposite: “There is a unique joy that comes from understanding deeply, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the joy of realizing that life is a grand adventure, filled with meaningful and significant moments, that love is not just a fleeting emotion, but a powerful and enduring force, that happiness is not rare, but a state we can cultivate and cherish. And in that understanding, there is a profound connection, a sense of being deeply intertwined with the world, with others, and with oneself.”
Love is not fleeting for me. Cosmically it is, but personally it is not. There is adventure in all, including small moments. Love isn’t a fairy tale, but better for it. But with imagination and willingness, you can play with the imaginary together. Be romantic if you want. If we actually try understand, we might be lonely still in the end, but be united in our aloneness. At least then it comes from a place of understanding one another.
I can see a light in a distant window and know someone is there. They are probably alone. It may be all we are to one another but it makes us closer.