Sunday 13 March 2016

-| Hope |-

Lately, I've been thinking about a quote by the Alan Watts.
Here is the quote: "... modern civilization is in almost every respect a vicious circle. It is insatiably hungry because its way of life condemns it to perpetual frustration. ... the future is still not here, and cannot become part of experienced reality until it is present. Since what we know of the future is made up of purely abstract and logical elements -- inferences, guesses, deductions -- it cannot be eaten, felt, smelled, seen, heard, or otherwise enjoyed. To pursue it is to pursue a constantly retreating phantom, and the faster you chase it, the faster it runs agead. This is why all the affairs of civilization are rushed, why hardly anyone enjoys what they have, and is forever seeking more and more. Happiness, then, will consist not of solid and substantial realities, but of such abstract and superficial things as promises, hopes, and assurances." Alan Watts, in The Wisdom of Insecurity, 1951 

I've heard many people say they are happy because they have hope. But isn't hope as Watt's says some "abstract and superficial thing" we cling to get through our days? How can you be happy with something that is abstract and not real?