Wednesday, December 26, 2007
FAR FROM THE MADDING CROWD...
The other day, my freind asked me what I hated. Pondering, as I had, earlier on my greatest fear, my answer was firstly, crowds, and secondly, anonymity.

To which the immediate response was, "But don't they kind of contradict each other?"

I was surprised, to say the least. Then I guessed she was confusing loneliness with anonymity. Being alone is being by yourself, being anonymous is being unknown.

So, naturally, crowds aen't the antonym of anonymity, but a synonym.
Swarms of people, unfailingly thought of as 'other people', make me realize that thet's what I am to them. It's this loss of identity, total lack of worth and value, the oblivion you exist in, that is so frightening.
Being alone is a constant reminder of being 'you', of knowing you exist, you're there, in a very real sense. Crowds make you forget that, gathering up your individuality into a collective, frightening, indistinctive mass.

A sand in a million doesn't call attention to itself, a flickering spark of glowing sunlight in the air does.
posted by Clezevra @ 9:02 AM  
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