Do you ever find yourself mourning something that you can’t name? It’s not a person or a thing, but something intangible, ineffable, and unspeakably beautiful that’s no longer whole, and really hasn’t been whole your entire life—maybe for many lives. I sometimes glimpse a piece of it in odd places, in a haunting song (usually old or in another language), a piece of art or architecture, or a view of a natural setting. Then I start crying. It’s not depression—it’s not even a sadness as much as it is a deep almost euphoric longing for something I can’t quite grasp. Sometimes, I think it is something that could ‘be’ but won’t because it can’t ‘be’ in world as it is. It’s like something that I should remember but that I’ve forgotten. It makes me think of the ancient Egyptian belief that one does not learn magic, one remembers it instead.
Listening to the recording below, I had another bout of that feeling:
The Germans have a word for it Weltschmerz
Weltschmerz—world-pain (the kind of feeling experienced by someone who believes that physical reality can never satisfy the demands of the mind https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weltschmerz)
Ah, the Ford/Weber theory of cognition…
But without a ‘backstory’ where do you get the idea that the “world is not as you want it to be”?
Before the 'hosts' can ‘suffer’ there must be Desire, and without a programmer, what is the origin of that? Where is the Loss that is the shadow of Being? From what strange well of creation does this desire arise? Does even Mimir remember?
I have so been there ! Its such a powerful feeling, it cuts you to the core of your being and always brings tears and a deep longing .
"Do you ever find yourself mourning something that you can’t name? It’s not a person or a thing, but something intangible, ineffable, and unspeakably beautiful that’s no longer whole, and really hasn’t been whole your entire life...."
Yes, to the point of tears.
Just An Answer From My Tradition
Which Says It Is A Program
The Remaining Four Pairs
Which Deal With Above
And Below Worlds
Powers That Be = 692
Pantheon Of Gods = 692
Looking At Forgotten Place = 692
Shadow's Desire = 692
Awakened Longing To Go Home = 692
World's Soul Stream = 692
I Am A Person's Lost World Soul = 692
Just For A Beginning Few Meanings
The Other Four Pairs Now
Let Us See What They Offer As An Answer
Awakened Memory + Life = 803
Ritual + Faery Call = 804
Internal Voices Of The Wind = 804
Spirit's Power = 804
Soul Call + Archetypal Kin = 804
Remembrance And Longing = 804
Birth , Life And World Pain = 803
Now To Me The Last One Is Especially Poignant
We Have Another Arrangement Of Eight Pairs Of Runes
In A Color Grid
Those Eight Deal With What Was Called
The World Of Shades
Yet Look At What They Say
Value Of Runes
Incarnation = 454
Telluric Current = 455
Energy Signature = 455
Mother's Umbilical Cord = 455
Planetary Axis = 456
Virgin's Song = 456
Shadow's Soul Cord = 455
We Are Tied To The Mother
And We Feel Her Love And Pain
Her Suffering And Joy
And Our Cords Entwine As The Roots Of The World Tree
As We Endlessly Branch Outward
Sometimes everything cries
And your only consolation
Is that you have shoulders for it.
Cry For Me
Because I Have No Shoulders
Ok, you got me there. I can think of no good comeback for that.
Could not help posting it Noah...
I saw your comment and thought about the
most simple lifeform without shoulders I could...lol !