The hope of the past or the green light at the end of the dock

How many times do we find ourselves trapped within our very own Gatsbian illusion?
We build our castles in the air
We fight our way to the treasure at the end of the rainbow

We hope

Hope
A cuss word

We find ourselves trapped in the past and clinging onto hope
The tragedy of hope is that one never sees it for themselves

Is there really hope that we can step out of the past?

that we can change the past, change ourselves or disconnect from all that held us back

Was it Gatsby who was the tragic hero or was it really Daisy?

For she was as bound by her past as he was bound by his past

Bound by all that was familiar. Breeding. Her culture. Her people. She flirted with the idea of changing and moving on. It seemed like she rejected Gatsby’s attempt to drag her back to the past but did she really reject going back to the past or was it that she rejected going back to his past? For she was already in a version of her past, present and future that would never match that of Gatsby’s.

She was already trapped in her past. A past that brought her and Gatsby together as the thing that could be but almost never is and that is enough.

Although it seemed like Gatsby wanted to erase the past was it really that he was creating a future for them that she could not contemplate being a part of? For her future was really her past and Gatsby’s past was really his future.