No matter who you are, there must have been a time when you thought to yourself: “I must have been born in the wrong time.” This is very common to us humans because we tend to romanticize past as something better then now. After all we are living in the now so we feel everything there is to feel. The joy, the pain, the exciting and the mundane. And sometimes pain wins over everything else and you look back and envy the people before because they don’t feel anything anymore. Yes, it’s irony of human psyche. We like to feel good things but when feelings get tough we regret having any feelings at all, forgetting all the good and focus on the bad. That is why, in my humble opinion, we are drawn to deserted places. It’s isolation. Maybe it’s not really entropy that attract us, but absence of anything human.
We can see that humans were here but we can’t see them, can’t smell them, and can’t hear them. We just see a ruin, silent and empty. Only thing human left is us, so find comfort in that … or we get disturbed by it. Humans are not so simple or easily predicted, you know. We are used to all kinds of data streaming to our brains. Sounds, smells, lights and when most of them disappear we then realize what amount of sensory data we were ignoring our entire lives. So maybe we discover something about ourselves in images like this one.
We can just say that entropy is natural order of the universe. That everything is born and everything dies. Animals, plants, stars and maybe the universe itself. But when we see proof of our own mortality we stare at the abyss of our souls. Are we fascinated by death or is it death just staring back at us, patiently waiting that freezes us in awe? This are emotions that are conjured by photos of human creations left to entropy.
But why we keep returning to places of such ruin? We go to see ancient cities, decayed, destroyed, past their glory. And we marvel at them. We find some morbid fascination with destruction of our own creations. Do we get high on melancholy this kind of imagery induces in us? Some would say that entropy is natural, so looking at the nature wining over the men is right. I can’t say I would agree with such sentiment.
There are people out there who call themselves “urban explorers” or “auto – archeologists”. They explore urban ruins in hope of finding good perspective to observe change. Or to contemplate what could cause for such abandonment to happen. Why would any sane person allow perfectly good towns to be left to entropy? Catastrophe such as Chernobyl in Ukraine or economic collapse such as Osarizawa and Matsuo in Japan.
Is entropy creating something pleasant or unseemly?
Well, only one who can answer to that is yourself. Humans are complex machines with so many different viewpoints it’s actually charmingly maddening. What I consider boring is someone’s idea of fun. What you consider epitome of fresh, I think it belongs in the trash. Yes, humans are such mercurial creatures, we change our minds, we grow and we expend our horizons. We look at dead ideas and we find beauty in it. Maybe we are just mad, but this is the type of madness that gave us art. And what kind of life would we have if we were sane in the world with no art?
Visual content acquired at Pixabay.