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c3ypt1c
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Warning: pretty sad thoughts. If you're having a blast of a day, please skip. It's for your own good.

That feeling when you finish watching a piece of art. Be it a film or anime or anything. You're confused why you feel good, but at the same time you're hurt. You smile but the pain is still there when you reflect on the feelings and the experiences you had and you realise that none of it will ever happen again. No art or any of the past will happen again exactly the same way how you felt and experienced.

You think of the best friend you once had. Think of the girl you held hands with and time stopped. The first time you embraced her and knew you loved her more than anything, even if she didn't know your feelings. Think of your first kiss. Your first serious relationship. The last time you saw your parents, your wife, your children, family.

Now look at the perspective of the future and the past you: blissfully ignoring the certain end to all experiences until they all abruptly end reminding you of this and it hurts. Damn it hurts.

I will never be able to see me best friend again, nor will I ever be able to hold hands with her either. First time I kissed is now long gone. It's almost like you wish you were aware of how valuable and important the experience was and to not just throw it away like the last time and the several times before that. But the sad part is, you don't know which experience will make you realise how much you missed it.

But even if you do realise by placing yourself in the place of your future self, and you cherish the experience, you blame yourself because you could have either avoided it's end or did something better.

Like your break up: could it be fixed? Was it worth the little time you have on this plante?
Like your friends argument you had: could you have done better? Could you have stopped it?
Like your parent's death: could you have been a better son to your now overworked dying mum? Could you see how hard they tried even though you thought they were total dicks?

Now you realise that literally anything you do, you will have a problem with somewhere down the line. You're destined to be sad shattered and broken by every day that is tragedy.

But it's similar to art. After all, your life is a piece of art about how you died. Which is why you smile and enjoy the last second of the experience which you just had. That chest warming feeling will only last a little. You smile through pain, yet you realise its not the end.

Then again, its just my thoughts that i need to vent. Take it with a pinch of salt.

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    I'm sure there is a German word for that.
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    Also check out the dictionary of obscure sorrows.
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    @fuck2code yeah dude, im doing better than yesterday. Im glad to know there is someone that reads my rants :')

    @Npstr I'll have a look and see what i can find :)

    @PrivateGER thanks for the ++ spam 😂
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    @c3ypt1c You got some great rants, I read a ton of them.
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    You can make it through. I truly believe that. You know from my most recent rant things aren't going well in my life either, so I understand and am here to talk if you need it 🤗
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    @AlexDeLarge thank you very much. :)

    @unmarked i remember your post from not far back and i would like to say thank you and that you can also do the same if need be :)
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    @TheWorkplaceRag woah, that actually not bad art.

    But i kinda and understand. It must be really shitty. If you need anything, just mention me :)
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