A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness. – Words quoted by Christopher McCandless from Jack London’s White Fang.
Their are only a few among us that can appreciate the beauty of these words and even lesser will ever experience it. Our lives are more about filmy things that pass quickly. What fire was burning in Christopher’s chest? What was his longing? What made him dissatisfied? What was so disturbed in him that he need the reign of silence to confront it.
It seems to me that we have heightened perception of pain and misery. It has almost become our nature. I would call it our first nature. As long as our source for happiness is outer approval, we will be on journey of self deprecating dark humor.