Life’s battle in its most theoretical form…
Hollow people syndrome.
Is a nagging feeling of emptiness a constant nonnegotiable fact of life that is only disguised, here and there, by ambitions or tragedies that distract us momentarily? Ongoing, never-ending…
It seems we are either chasing the next obsession, or lamenting the one just gone. The satisfaction of achievement becomes eclipsed by the nothingness you feel when you don’t have something to aim for. What could you have done differently? Is regret a worthwhile emotion or just a way to look back on something you know no longer have a choice in/or control over? A yearning for the next/last high/low…
Is this my own neurosis or a widespread feeling of loneliness, depression, personal trauma, unlimited wants, lack of struggle for survival, missing outlets for primal aggression, sexual frustration, neediness?? Well OK I know it is not localised to my thoughts , because I read similar ideas from people that had died before my parents were born...
But then a gentle feeling that nothing is worth stressing about for too long descends.
I couldn’t say it better:
Pseudo street fighter
Removable objectivity"
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