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Aankomst

Er hingen zware woorden in de lucht
zoals ‘ik ben toch wie ik ben
maar hoe zeg je dat in het Arabisch?

De stad was krom al
en er zat rot en roet alom
en molm in het gebinte
en gif in de verf en in de voegen
en er droop slijm en dras van de muren.

Manhaftige traanmoeders bevochten de slaap
en wreven zich haast de benen uit hun oogkassen:
ga toch spelen kinderen, kraaiden ze, voor het te laat is
om op het plein pleintje te spelen.

Ik zag daar niets van, maar verzon het
toen de trein Brussel binnen reed, in 2007.
Toen las ik plots mijn laatste woorden.

In de rughaartjes van mijn hand
blaast de wind een weg door de wiegende wei
en kijk de beek zeg ik dan, daar, ja kijk daar
die met de kikkervisjes, weet je nog?

invoer (2017)

HEMELNETLYRIEK

lyrische teksten vanop http://vilt.skynetblogs.be 2004-2007
herwerkt voor 2020 en erger

observation: on future nostalgia

grief/sorrow is mostly concerned with the past, one would think, but with the narrowing of the future more and more grief and sorrow will be about what is to come.
it will get to be like when it’s a wonderful sunny day but you know for certain it will start raining the next day for quite a while.
this future tense of sorrow has always been known by people who are aware of imminent death, but now the shadows of future loss will fall upon places, things and possibilities that we realise are about to perish and we will all feel it, and not be able to deny it unless our names are Trump or too drunk to find us.
your great-grandchildren will not be walking in the streets of Bruges in 2120, because you didn’t know or think it was required to change your behaviour ten years ago.
so this future sorrow will be mixed with the most negative of all emotions: shame and guilt.

dealing with this guilt-ridden future nostalgia will be a major issue and further aggravate the already urgent demand for more mental healthcare as more and more people will get to struggle with it, going through cycles of mourning within the experience of joy itself…

really?

well, this being said, any serious investigation of sorrow will be very much concerned with our memory faculties. indeed, even this new future tense of sorrow will quickly be diagnosed as a faulty projection of past sorrows on the reality of future losses.

future nostalgia’s possible cure therapy can thus already be envisaged.
dying won’t be anything like the death we fear and dream of, and likewise our losses won’t be experienced as a loss in the future, because by then we will have completely forgotten the joy we had in favor of the joy we can have then and there.

meditation exercises may come in handy here to relieve us from the arduous pressure our logocentric thoughts force upon us. this is where the NKdeE ‘bradaii’-declamation in Meditative Writing comes in view, an exercise that is designed to shift the focus from the needy narcissistic I to the empathic relation to others, advise the subject to strike a dignified pose: ‘to stand firmly among those who are about to perish’.

writing ‘bradaii’ continuously for some 100 hours will probably do the trick to snap you out of this very selfish and pathetic display of self-pity, because of course mourning what you can’t have in the future is just as silly as being jealous of your partner’s past lovers or equally childish as being unable to admit you lost the election or whatever game you were playing.

anyway, fear of whatever is up next in the ongoing cataclysm will surely make you forget any of that sickening nostalgia before you can make it to the shrink to claim your diagnosis..

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