Posted by Isserley
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Heartbreaking Nostalgia - in my case, it is not related to objects nor people at all. It is more about the hole I feel in my stomach when I remember my "before" state. The state before coming here, where I lost myself little by little. Only remnants and that infinite hole remain. Life in matter corrupts the spirit, whether we like it or not. This body alone acts as a prison, especially with age and deteriorating health.
No matter how hard I try to be positive and maintain this temple of the soul, it still feels like I am in a windowless cell where I persistently arrange that cell day after day to make it tidy and as bearable as possible.
All that remains is an ever fading memory of a feeling that has long since disappeared and is starting to seem like a dream or a delusion.
Zeitgeist we currently live in does not support the soul at all, but rather denies it. Such a world invokes great sadness.
"There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure, but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness, a sense of being cut off from the world, from other people, from oneself."
Virginia Woolf