Did you ever have one of those days were you wish you could hop into a book and escape? Perhaps it would be fun to eat cake with Marie Antoinette enjoying a little decadence and debauchery! You could then slink back into your world before the peasants declared “Off with her head!” It would be the perfectly timed exit before being thrust into the French revolution. But just enough time to enjoy its rich decadence.
I wonder how our life would unfold after we returned from having this magical power of being transported through the creative powers of a book. Would we wallow over our rough lives or would we rise above? Each decade has its own miseries, triumphs, culture, art, and history. We glorify each decade as if it was better before time had passed and wave our finger at the new kids following behind us.
As we grow older do we clutch the decades of our youth glorifying what was once before us whether it be politics, fashion, music, or literature. Our will we look back on our past with disdain and enjoy the new-found glory of technology.
Does the beauty of time shape and shift as society evolves into the future? If there was place in time that you could pop through in a book – where would it be?