Forget Me Not

            Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson:  you find the present tense, but the past perfect! (Owens Lee Pomeroy).  We tend to ask ourselves if we believe returning to the past is such a reward or a mere mistake.  Through the eyes of the beholder traveling to your roots where the ‘seed’ began to grow is the only way to capture what we have become today.  For many the tides turn and bringing back the past is like jumping into a pit of fire and asking to challenge depression full throttle ahead. 

            Many that faced the perfect childhood and today face struggles of everyday life neglect the idea of a day gained is another day learned.  People don’t want to leave what they believe is paradise because they are so afraid to challenge themselves, leaving themselves weak as if you were free meat to a heard of wolves.  Studying the quote by Owens Lee Pomeroy I realized the true meaning of Ono.  Pre War Ono lived the perfect life being that great artist; Post war Ono struggled to survive and fit in.

            When I think of Nostalgia and Ono I tend to drift into a world where I am the main character and my life is being examined by my fellow peers. “If it seems like I've been lost in 'let’s remember', if it seems I'm getting' older and missing' my younger days, well you should known me much better, because the past is something that never got in my way.”

            Coming from a family torn by death it is interesting to put myself in Onos shoes.  Losing any part of a family is like the sky turned gray and the sun never would come out again.  I was one of the less fortunate to lose grandparents before I was old enough to recollect the true meaning behind there personal attributes.  Listening to Ono bring back his past I look at it in a way that I am a young child sitting on my parents laps and being told stories of ‘when they were younger.’  You almost begin to believe you are in that day and age and can imagine every little piece of the story.  Causing you to grasp the past and want to stay right there and enjoy what life was like, not actually what is going on now.    

            Looking back at Ono, pre war Ono was a legend his paintings were quite the ‘gold’ of the town yet after the war he fell off the totem pole and began to be seen as just another human being.  Exactly what Ono could not handle; he was so glorified, that all that power he once had he felt that without that in his present days he was nothing.  Through the ups and downs Ono begins to see the bigger picture and move from what ‘once was’… to… ‘What is.’ 

            Any human being whom at some time or another was looked upon as ‘The Man, the Myth, the Legend’ per say, faces struggles to fend away from that just as Ono did, but began to see that the only way to be happy and wake up day to day is make the best of what is now and not look back because the past is a milestone.