Return to pain (believing in what is lived, living in what is believed)

Have you ever lost someone? We have lost so many people that we could not count them on the fingers of our hand. Whether through death or through the circumstances of the path, the people you once loved have ended up withdrawing from your life. And only a few remain. The feeling of loss is interpreted through a sweet and bitter nostalgia. The one that remembers: And what if I had done this? And what if I had done the other? Our paths did not end up separating. It is the renunciation of the path through the memory of the love lived. Whether they are your friends, partners, family, places, moments… They seem, at times, better than what I now live, although it is illusory, a product of the insecurity of the present, since you are going to decide what to do, in order later to be able to remember it. It has been called nostalgia, the word nostalgia comes from the Greek nostos -return- and algos -pain-, and it means: return to pain, to the past.

Nostalgia is the feeling of past moments, apparently finished, since present action cannot intervene in them. You will remember it, again and again: Why didn’t I do this? Why didn’t I do that? It will continue alive, even if only illusorily. It will affect you internally, as it will also in your external life. You will remember it so much that you will beg to be able to forget. And as you live in a programme that provides you with the necessary resources for that to happen, you will give in to the substituted forgetting. You will have lost someone, by decision of your path. For it is absurd to maintain the memory of a feeling that has been extinguished. It is to live an illusory life. Nostalgia presents itself as an achieved experience, for it is not the pain of not having what I had, it is the ability to feel what I felt. It is an achieved goal. If we only love those who love us… what reward will we have? We are programmed to love our family and our friends. The loss of any of them is absolute death. For we do not live by breathing or heartbeats, but by memories. The memories that others have of us are what keep us alive, our eternal life will be conditioned by the number of memories we have been able to generate of ourselves. That is to say, as long as someone remembers us, as long as we remember someone, they will remain alive. Nostalgia is the archive that preserves the fullest moments of your experience, in a space in time. It is the reward acquired. The now is the opportunity to continue creating new ones. Destroy your past, yes, with it you will destroy the most painful moments, but do not forget that with them will also go the most wonderful ones. Relive your past constantly, and you will not create anything new, and you will end up being a slave to what you loved, you will end up hating it. You will be waiting for death. Free your past from your present. Allow it to be with you, now, not as something that once happened. There is nothing we can change. Everything has been as it had to be. Your father or mother had to leave, not because of divine injustice, but because of celestial law.

It truly is all a journey, an infinite journey. A television series, you are the protagonist of this season. So either cling to the established, programmed script, or recover through nostalgia the original programme, the one that has truly brought us all here. Be the owner of your memories, accepting loss as the opportunity to create more powerful memories. Because in many years’ time, when you are close to taking your last breath, you will ask for just one opportunity to be able to go back in time and relive those magnificent memories again, the reward. Thus, when we lose someone. That partner left us, that best friend died, I separated from my family, I changed country, city… A story ends. You decide its character. By closing doors, or by crossing thresholds. Nostalgia will be only the archive that contains all the moments experienced that will gather to celebrate a death, a forthcoming reunion.

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