the ages in me..

Is that the reason why the sharing of me and others are somewhat shared  in the spirit of ages and not of old days? The feel or rather the spirit of  yesterday, last year, last time seems strangely elusive and stubbornly unsinkable, so to speak. It has no impact of an immediate kind. It is just a gaping hole. Don't feel one, and don't feel the ordinary impact, ordinarily associated with ordinary tears and ordinary anger. My anger and my burst of temper puts me in a very strange position of old, age and ages. Allah is Great. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.