I have seen this movie before. I has never ended well in the past. I don’t know what to do. Sometimes recently I am unhappy and feel rather lonely in that classic way: there is nobody to talk to who will also not be pissed off for my having spoken.
So I will simply keep it to myself and trudge along, and time will pass, and the plot will develop, and I will silently hope that it is actually a new movie that merely has a few trappings of the old.
What about perspective? Is there any room in our modern, capitalist world for being alive now? For mutuality now? Or do these things always get put off for some mythological future that never seems to arrive before it neuters itself anyway?
It is pure ideology. Pure ideology. We are all just working toward our lonely graves, and any other promises or perceptions of what we “have” are what the capitalists have painted on the insides of our eyelids.