Date: September 30th, 2022 7:13 PM
Author: pungent range
I played the album all the way through. The way it is meant to be heard.
I finally realized that I have Sehnsucht. When I was in high school I heard these songs and thought about them in simplistic ways. I saw sex for example in Sehnsucht. But the song is about so much more.
I have Sehnsucht over what I thought I could make my life into. From where I came, how hard I worked. Literally striving day and night. Hiding in my room so I wouldn’t get hurt. Forcing myself to learn from my textbooks so I could just get out of my situation. And, when the anxiety became unbearable, grabbing my baseball bat and pacing up and down the dirt access alley behind my house. I wanted out of there so bad.
I remember the hope I had for college. How those hopes were dashed. How I ended up just trying to get my degree as fast as possible. Taking 21 credit hours instead of 15, so that I could finish in just 3 years despite transferring. I remember working the sandwich line and telling myself that I would one day get beyond these people. I remember there was a smart guy in the sandwich shop who had done business classes. I remember when he left to move to Atlanta. And he was just gone. A friendly acquaintance one moment, and a ghost the next. Completely out of my life forever. I wouldn’t even recognize him in the street.
And then law school. I remember how I worked and then started to give up after OCI.
I remember my first law job. Literally straining with every ounce of my being to be successful, and ultimately failing.
I have Sehnsucht.
I must find a way to deal with this and move forward. The yearning and the burning desire to change the past and restore the world to balance must stop. What is fairness anyway? Is it the natural order of things? Or is it someone standing there with his thumb on the scale? And if it’s the latter, who gets to be the arbiter of such things and is that better than the natural order? I must move forward with life. Remain in the present. Rooted to where I am.
And yes, sometimes that means hearing the “bueck dich” being whispered from the shadows.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5202984&forum_id=2#45259157)