The Spirit Of Americ The Golden, Endless Future Of Retirement

The Spirit of America: The Golden, Endless Future of Retirement The time is night, but the lights of this advertisement’s city illuminate the overwhelming darkness. The disproportionately large bottom of a modern looking building occupies a major part of the image. The busy street next to the building is packed, giving the appearance of jumbled mess of shadow and car lights. Between the street and the building, the sidewalk teems with a dark cluster of people walking. The clear and visible presence of three people contrasts this shadowy mass. Two of them are a couple; their faces express a sense of happiness. Opposing them is a man, his face obscured, who gesticulates towards the two. On the building are four American flags, progressively†¦show more content†¦However, different from the firm physicalities of structure’s outside, the inside is curiously empty. Within it are vague shapes, all of which share a brilliant, pure whiteness. This apparent lack of subst ance actually represents the concept of possibility. The insides of this building are much akin to a blank canvas, on which one, who seizes the opportunity, can convey her feelings to any extent. This nothingness allows for whomever comes in to claim it as their own; this individual expression of intent leads to true freedom. Together, these impressions constitute a firm and steady brilliance that helps reinforce that retirement with Mutual of America truly is the correct investment. In direct contrast to the sheer brilliance of the building, the majority of the city, both directly in front of it and surrounding it, lies in muddled darkness. This stark difference is representative of the result of not going through with retirement, with individuals assimilating with objects and subsequently becoming insignificant, shadowy beings. Next to this building, there is a pack of human silhouettes making their way down the sidewalk. Unlike the clearly visible people behind them, they seem to be wispy and ephemeral, more clumped together in a mass than being individually distinct, creating a disturbing sense of inhuman