Orson Welles once said: “We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we’re not alone.”
Now few people will contest that the most overwhelming emotions, both good and bad, are born from the acceptance or rejection of human love. The way I see it, our deepest and most primal emotional need is to be a part of something bigger than ourselves (Society)- closely followed by the need for approval from those around us.
I know that what makes me feel at my very lowest, is knowing that because of my actions, someone loves me less. Or similarly, knowing that someone who once loved me the most, now loves someone else. Being replaced is our deepest fear, because somehow we know that we are all replaceable.
Its like society is this big, ornate Dynasty vase. Only the vase got dropped, and shattered into 7 billion broken shards. But instead of letting it rest, we all got scared- and scrambled back into shape, desperate not to be the one at fault.
We live our lives as broken chips, pretending to be whole. Pretending to be the vase. From the outside, we form a solid structure, but if you look closer, the pieces are moving. We form a never ending web of shifting patterns as we hurt and mend and let down the pieces closest to us, safe and bitter in the knowledge that no matter how hard we fall, we cannot collapse the whole vase alone- only drop our neighbouring pieces further down the side.
To be human is to be selfish- survival instinct- but to be a part of this vase is to live for other people. You have to try, every day, to be better.
I guess what I am trying to say, is that we are lonely because our interactions rely on pretending to be something we are not. But if we didn’t, we could never be more than seven billion meaningless, lonely shards.