My Time Machine

Two years ago, when I finished reading Eaters of the Dead by Michael Crichton, I made a very odd decision about reading. This decision didn't only change my reading habit, it completely changed my world view.

The decision was to start reading only old books. Because I found something in eaters of the dead. Something I'd never found in any modern books. I wanted to find more, and because they seemed to only exist in old books, I decided to only read old books. This decision pulled me into an entire different world.

In eaters of the dead I found Truth, authenticity, originality, depth and creativity. After reading so many old books I realised that all of these do not only exist in books, they are the way of life at that time. So I became fascinated and curious about what life looked like long before I was born. And even before my parents were born.

So I started seeing old movies. Listening to old music. Learning about old beliefs. Old cultures. Old lifestyles. Old values. Ancient people. And so on. And the more I saw, the more I became engrossed, and emotionally tied to that world. Even though I’ll never be able to live in it... it feels like home. Thank God for the gift of imagination.

Truth, authenticity, originality, depth and creativity, are the core of who I am and what I stand for. And you can barely found any of these in our world today.

Today there's so much falsehood and deception. Movies are made to sell, not to tell meaningful stories. Books now lack the weight of real and raw literature. Music is made for streams, not for souls. Music videos is made of visual aesthetics not creativity. People are now more artificial than real; Bleached skin; Fake white teeth. Surgically lifted lips and brows. BBL curves. Plastic surgery. Hair transplant. AI generated contents. Filtered picture. Etc.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not here to argue that the olden days were better or not. That's not my point. My point is as a person I deeply crave Depth. Sincerity. Simplicity. Discovery. Honesty. And Substance. And i can only find them in the olden days.

So I just bury myself in the relics of that era through books, music, films, philosophies, history. I build a sanctuary of truth from a time where things weren’t perfect, but they were real.

Even though my reality is 2025, I think my soul travels to 1725 sometimes😂