The State of Humanity in Post-Quarantine
I hope when things end, we will be able to celebrate for the lost time. We will be able to collectively mourn our loss of intimacy and connection with one another. We will learn to admire and express gratitude to the importance of interpersonal relationships. I hope we will embrace one another with intense warmth as if it will be for the last time.
Maybe, we will hold each other with compassion rather than the illusion of intimacy. We will no longer seek one another because of the lack of warmth but rather to feel a connection. Our desires for warmth will no longer outweigh the irrelevance of someone’s name.
Maybe, a heated passionate kiss will no longer be rooted from empty intentions. We will learn to understand the cruelty of ambivalence because we have all experienced the void of emptiness and confusion.
I hope that intimate remarks in public will no longer be looked on by others from a place of shame but rather in awe. The shame of showing affection to loved ones in the presence of others will be receded to ash.
When this is all over, I wish we can learn to greet one another in passing with a warm smile because we all know how loneliness feels like. We can understand the depths of small gestures and acts of kindness. We will tear down the barriers of indifference and treat one another with benevolence. We will learn to replace our bias thoughts, stereotypes, and unconscious assumptions for a greater understanding of one another. We will be able to admire and respect the diversity of each other and love on a deeper level.
I hope we will begin to realize we are all the same; we are all overjoyed, mourning, and fearful of the future.
