Perhaps the OP accidentally omitted a letter and the message was intended to read “Soon you will seem my pain”.
That sounds like I have been basically my entire life.
I hope you find your spark again soon.
When you say “soon”, do you mean hours, days or years? I cancelled a luncheon date with George Clooney and my weekly “Seven-Handed Spiritual Massage” just in case you needed a helping hand.
How about a little heads-up?
“Trappist monk cheese” is a disturbing fucking phrase.
Go ‘way, datin’!
Maybe this OP was looking for a S&M partner.
“Soon you will seek my pain”.
Hey, no snark intended–are you okay? Do you need help?
I’m sure your spouse is very nice, but I’ve got to finish… my taxes.
That’s it. (And they’re late!)
Will we see the pain before or after we see the violence inherent in the system?
So this wasn’t another pop culture reference I had no clue about?
More or less simultaneously but technically after. Nerve signals are fast but not instantaneous.
At first I was mildly curious, then after time slightly interested, eventually intriqued, but now I totally captivated and strongly desire, even crave seeing the OP’s pain. I hope we don’t have to wait much longer, and that it lasts a long time.
The OP is lacking catharsis, a sense of closure on some important topic to them. Perhaps a mystery never solved, or a loved one lost without being able to say goodbye to them.
Thus, this thread was created with no resolution, making us all feel their pain.
Given the … interesting … nature of our OP’s oeurve here at SDMB during his(?) two-week tenure as a poster, I halfway think this is his final cry for help / of warning before he(?) does a mass shooting someplace.
If so, pal, do everybody a favor and shoot yourself first, not last. Either way the pain is over for you.
Trappist monk cheese doesn’t speak to me, gustatorily.
If he does shoot others and/or himself [Note to OP: please don’t do this], how will we know it’s him?
And how utterly pointless would it be to engage in murder and/or suicide just because people said some stuff on the internet? All that will happen is that people will continue to say stuff on the internet, and you’ll be yet another statistic. And dead.
Oh I’m sure there will be something.
Yeah. I get that.
But aren’t there certain food/drink items that made sense – were even delicious – because of the time, the place, the setting, or equivalent ?
We bought baguettes most evenings, usually serving them with the aforementioned smoked salmon, cheese, onions, and tomato, topped with a wee schmear of Dijon mustard.
Would it taste as good today, at home, as it did on a vacation to Paris ? Idunno.
But it was awfully damned good in that setting 
Norwegian Gjetost is quite interesting when one is stoned. You put a piece in your mouth, let it slowly melt, and the flavor seems to change about seventeen or twenty times before it is gone.
Ok, folks. I’m not going to report this, and may be accused of Junior Modding (won’t be the first time), but this is going off into a weird, creepy direction. It’s been fun and whimsical, but let’s cool it before someone loses an eye. What your mother always said, amirite?