The hollow man of the new age: the lost generation

Walking the streets, looking at people of their own age in haste, there is always a lingering sadness in their hearts.

We were born in an era of unprecedented material abundance, with information available and educational opportunities far superior to those of our predecessors. For more than a decade, the twilight has been hard to read, the twilight has been twilight, the mastery of the diploma, the ability to earn a living, the knowledge of the human being, the consumption, and the ability to wrap themselves up.

A strong truth lies in the eyes of a man who can strip off his education, pay, social fabric: a man who is a man of his own good and who is not a living man.

We're busy saving money for promotions, buying a family business, and we're trying to get out of here with a dozen cards. The inner world of the spirit is shrinking. The ideals are fading, the beliefs are dissipating and the interest in public affairs is diminishing. The “tweet” that was stinging countless young people was not simply a matter of work, but of learning and not having a chance to live.

Ask yourself: Are we the husks of the new age? Are we losing our heads, our faith, our lives, our lives, our lives, our lives? Deeper questions: Is this spiritual desolation that engulfs society, the result of a layer of thawing design, or is it a collective community of work that is built by each individual, by giving and by giving and by giving?

I, highness is being defunct, nothing is being filled with life.

Once a man was a godfearing man, a hero deserved respect, a man worthy of respect and an ideal worthy of progress. Even if life is free, there is a desire to go beyond the salt of woody oil.

And somehow, it's become a wind. Heroes are being manipulated, the classics are being misled, seriously treated as depraved, and chastity is being treated as a form of condescending (heroes and classics here do not include those that are over-proscribed or even false). "Since you're serious, you lose, you're absconding, and you're absconding."

When all the highness is torn apart, nothing is left. The absence of a permanent emptiness is quickly filled with short videos and fast food entertainment. Entertainment is a living transition, and now many people are fleeing from the lost. We are insinuated in our short pleasures, avoiding deep thinking and slowly draining our hearts into the laughter.

Nothing comes from nothing. When we acquiesce in mocking and contempt for the nobleness of our obscurity, everyone is building this era of nothingness.

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From an early age to an older age, the education system is best at grinding up the test and the ability to work. Scores are the ruler, and advancement is the core goal, and finding a good job is the ultimate orientation. We practiced the problem solving and learned how to break through competition.

But few talk about goodness, bottom lines and responsibilities with young people. Literary, historical, philosophical, artistic, which nourishes the soul, are often labelled as “no useful” and the space for survival is constantly squeezed.

The system provides a critical mass of skilled personnel, but it is difficult to shape an independent and complete personality. We learn to live, but we don't know how to live. The mastery of livelihood is lacking.

The hollow man is born from this: a wise mind, a capable man, without a fundamental foundation in his heart. When there is a setback, there is a great risk of falling into the shadows.

iii. Trapped in a successful learning trap, living in standards of others

Many people have been swinging between the two extremes for a long time. Seeing others fighting ahead, follow the inner circle, pursue the success of the secular definition, and fight for income, property, status, and overwork; Pressure reaches the tipping point, and it simply lies flat, abandons pursuit and everything is plentiful.

The inside or lying down, the disease is identical: there is no value coordinates of its own. I don't know what I really want, but I'm just following the public. Society wants what we want.

The sociologist Lisman, described in The Lonely People as “other-oriented personality”, is playing around on a large scale. Looks busy, empty insides. Life-long imitations of others ' life patterns rarely listen to their own voices.

iv. Lost the sense of history, and people become zero-sum

The human being is rooted in history. It is only by reading the path and seeing the suffering and sacrifices of the ancestors that they have borne that they have a sense of responsibility and a sense of appreciation for the future.

But the current history either simplifys the year of the examination for which the hard-on word is required, or is made up of a web-based paragraph, a bad text. The sacrifice of the ancestors, the long quest of the nation, left only the fragmentation of the entertainment bridge.

Our spiritual ties with our predecessors are becoming increasingly loose, with only immediate gains and losses in our eyes, and we are struggling with our own happiness, lacking a long-term vision that spans years. It's hard to take on people who can't see the way. A generation that has cut off historical memory can easily become a floating ghost.

V. Two-sided Internet: zero-cost anger, real-life silence

The most absurd feature of the waning of the new era is the fragmentation of the human personality.

After hiding behind anonymous screens, people can easily be generous, fast-tracked, vocal and easy to play the right man. This anger has little to gain and can be accepted. But to return to reality, and face the real injustice that lies next to them, most people choose to remain silent and to remain in the dark.

Keyboards are for good, and reality is silent. Rather than a lack of good or evil, it is a fine trade-off between the advantages and the disadvantages: the risk of abetted emotions in a safe area is a priority for self-protection.

The algorithms continually magnify this state: the information cocoon room is trapped in the horizon, the opposing emotions are raging, and the fragmentation of reading is detached from deep thinking. Many times we think we are independent and are simply passive receivers of the pre-fabricated views of the platform, unwittingly becoming a flow tool.

vi. Real dilemma of the times: material wealth, poverty

Many thought that the biggest problems in the moment were income, employment. Actually, it's not. The greatest poverty of this age is not material shortage, but poverty.

What's the point? It is the pursuit of Confucius, “the venom of the earth, the death of the earth”, the backbone of Meng, “the rich, the poor, the poor, the mighty”, and the responsibility of placing “the heart of the heavens and the earth, the life of the people, the sanctuaries of the earth, the peace of the world”. It is a human base, a conscience, a spiritual quest that transcends the gains and losses of fame.

Today, the “mixed” of livelihoods is taking on a great deal of ground, and the “mixed” is becoming increasingly weak. Every person has a way of working for profit and self-preservation, and rarely thinks about what is right. The education of utilitarians, the culture of consumption, the algorithms, the real concerns, the emptiness of the spirit that creates a people with skills but lacking faith.

Final chapter: Three questions about obeisance, the way out is for self-respect.

The end of the text does not blame the times, but only three issues are left to each reader.

What else is there that you can hold on to and never compromise? What difference does it make between us and the dead if there is no faith, no bottom line and no conscience in our hearts?

Is this collective spiritual emptiness, the result of the typification of the outer environment layer, or is it the common work of each of us, one at a time, of compromise, of abstinence and of common humanity?

The most energy-saving is in the ooze current. Are we destined to sink? The hollow man of the new age, is there any way out?

The answer is not far away, in everyone's heart. Empty hearts are not born into destiny, but indigestion is a personal choice. And those who hold their hearts while they are in the race of profit. And while mankind are blind, there are still those who hold fast to their hearts.

The light-sprung trees are trapped in the lust of the flesh, and the soul is in the heart.

May we break free of the algorithms and emerge from the utilitarian cages and emerge from the void. Not to be blind, to be blind, to be soulless. Be human with conscience, be with faith and be with the soul, and be with the wind. The skin is a living, the soul is a keeper of the life.

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