User blog comment:Diexilius/Forsaken/@comment-26030957-20170311180121

Existential angst is indeed a burden all of us artistic types suffer from as we contemplate the finite nature of existence and the suffering we all endure only to die in the end.

I honestly think we continue existence solely from some raw, animalistic urge to survive; something at complete odds with the philosophical aspects of our humanity. Especially when it becomes clear that the human animal is a parasite on this planet, greedily consuming its natural resources with no other thought then its own gluttonous greed and pleasure.

It seems this prefrontal cortex we have so diligently been evolving all these eons can actually be an enemy.

Something I rarely ever talk disclose, because it is still quite painful, I was extremely suicidal as a teenager. I was bullied relentlessly for being an artist, a punk, and a general freak. After one failed attempt I was put in a mental hospital for several months. When I got out, I was even more of a social pariah and outcast, which probably explains why I left my hometown the first chance I got and never looked back. Kind of funny that the same jock assholes who made my life a living hell now all want to be friends with me on Facebook.

Ironic to the extreme.

Those who are sensitive, who see deeply into the nature of existence, who view humanity with an honest and unfiltered gaze, are prone to feelings of depression and melancholy. But, let me ask you this, would you change it if you could? Would you give up the part of you that makes you question and wonder, in order to get along better in this world? To go along with a happiness born of mindless contentment?

I wouldn’t. Never. It’s the price we pay for being artists.

I can tell you this, to feel deeply and suffer the darkness a life of contemplation can bring, makes the wonderful elements of life even better. Life gets easier as you get older, and you really begin to appreciate the beauty of the world. It really is a beautiful world and life is a gift, even if it is one that may torment at times and that we will only experience for so long. Darkness makes the light so much brighter.

So endure, my brother, and know that these trying times only make your vision clearer, your heart stronger, and your soul deeper.