antidote to existential nausea

This sort of existential nausea and severed connection cannot usually be fixed through standardized means of treatment. No antidepressant will fix their rebellion against conformity or their dissonance with the soul and their newfound insipidity of life. No guided therapy sessions can delude them into philanthropy or provide an answer to life's meaninglessness. This is something that needs to be dealt with by the individual themselves. One must embrace their destruction if they desire to transform, or else they surrender to suicide and kill their potential. It is a lonely path, one which nobody will understand over the buzzing of regurgitated wisdom. There is no ‘cure’ that applies to all individuals which is not suicide. Many people face this nausea, but how do they cope with it? I spent most of my time believing that they simply had some sort of gnosis that comes with age and experience, but that is false. Even the most faithful are lukewarm in reverence to their proclaimed God. Christians find a form of anchorage in their lukewarm faith. They may walk, claiming that they are contemporarily victims of the world when it is the opposite, the only victim is their true self that exists separate from indoctrination. Through their anchoring they find ignorance, a blissful peace and consolidation that emotionally biases them into believing the most absurd. Their bias becomes so strong in its development that rationality is grated into a means of delusionally conceptualized empirical evidence which only serves rational to a blind man. There is no truth or divine wisdom to be found outside the true restructuring of themselves. Only when the holy Icarus chips away his marble shackles of structuralism and carves himself anew in original thought can he fly towards God. Everyone, consciously or unconsciously finds an outlet, carving it out their own body like rats trapped under the thorax. If they don’t, they commit the sin of betrayal against themselves. People say that divinity lies in structured asceticism, appealing to everything but your humanity, however I say it is the opposite, divinity lies in the depths of your soul. Do not confuse this with the common notion of base desire. This is not to say divinity lies in impulsive acts of sex or overindulgent frivolous nonsense. Divinity is often found when you embrace something more than those base desires and reconstruct what society has given you. What is divine to you specifically, I could not know, it is dependent on each person. However I do understand that it is ignorant to continuously ignore the desires of our flesh, desires that often puncture societal standards. Ancient civilizations pinned such excess of their humanity on a lamb, sending it to the cliff as a living conduit to their excess build up of ‘sin’. The Greeks conducted orgies and labeled them as holy acts to scapegoat their humanity. Contemporary times are hardly different, less extreme maybe, but we all require a sacrifice or indulgence of some sort. The ascetic indulges, the faithful don't live in accordance, and after our indulgence of excess we resume our conditioned lives. This is not a critique of this outlet however, I think it's only necessary to confront your humanity instead of letting it spread under the constraints of conformity. However, a temporary outlet only serves a momentary sacrifice without permanence. So how does one make their way back to themselves? How does one simply strip themselves of all they've known, let life grasp their essence and churn it to dust? How does one combine that dust with the clay of life and forge it anew with the individual fire that lies within? Well, truthfully, I believe it's unrealistic for someone to betray who they believe to be themselves without initiation into suffering and death. Adam and Eve bit the apple of morality and betrayed their society, only when the snake that lies within their garden descends from the tree and presents it to them alongside its risks can they find a path to an esoteric godhood. The world only came to fruition after the day of Saturn, the planet of death and transformation. To be renewed means to strip oneself of their prejudice and form an authentic self that's either aligned with the higher soul or crafted anew in its branching brilliance. The lowest and unfulfilled of life forms live autonomously in conformity to their surroundings. They surrender themselves to prejudice without daring to confront its lulling tongue. Cursing their very creation, its holy creator, and coiling up decaying on a deathbed that holds only a husk of wasted potential. Rejecting themselves in favor of the fruit given by their society is no different than a homeless man with an impending sum of cash succumbing to the shelter of a prison cell. Do not delude yourself with a false sense of heroism when it's only done in favor of the people. Do it in the favor of the people because it gives you a sense of fulfillment. There is a difference. One lives for others and one lives for themselves by living for others. The transformation of the soul doesn’t mean resorting to egoism. It's the search and alignment of yourself to whatever is truly valuable to you. Devoting oneself to aesthetic and pleasure will never constitute genuine fulfillment. Stripping yourself of constructs and reforming a faith that is unique to you will. 

Metaphysical concepts such as faith, love, and the alignment of the soul could be reduced down to chemical influxes in the brain, but is that any less beautiful? If there comes a fulfillment greater than the following of a prophets catechism that is not your own, would it not be common sense to pursue it? While I think one's restructuring of the soul is subjective, there are certain spheres of life's aspects that can be balanced to achieve a sense of fulfillment, specific desires that humans need both psychologically. While I use symbolic mysticism to convey this thought, do not believe I am adhering to the metaphysical. It is simply a metaphor to the psychological. As above, so below.