Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
Oscar Wilde, The Canterville Ghost (via feellng)
I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.
Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes.
Risk the danger of starting a fire. You may get burned, but a burn will heal, while a lifetime of living in the cold darkness will not.
Examine the lives of the best and most fruitful people and peoples and ask yourselves whether a tree that is supposed to grow to a proud height can dispense with bad weather and storms; whether misfortune and external resistance, some kinds of hatred, jealousy, stubbornness, mistrust, hardness, avarice, and violence do not belong among the favorable conditions without which any great growth even of virtue is scarcely possible.
My story isn’t pleasant, it’s not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.
I definitely see travel as a great alternative to treating mental illness. For decades, centuries even, we have read about the aimless vagabond searching for meaning. I think that archetype has stayed around for a reason. Travel, wandering, whatever you want to call it, is a unique way for someone to find themselves and to gain a better understanding of what is in their mind. By leaving your comfort zone and being surrounded by the unknown you are able to learn so much more about yourself than you can otherwise. But more than that, travel opens your mind. You can start seeing things from different perspectives and things that once seemed important to you can become diminished. You can realize how insignificant your issues are compared to the broader sense of things and gain valuable perspective that you would never have found just sitting at home. I think travel is an incredibly valuable thing for anyone who feels at all overwhelmed by daily life.
The World is not an idea as asserted by philosophers who have dedicated their entire lives to the exploration of ideas. First and foremost the world is passion. But passion is associated with sadness. Sadness does not only arise from death which makes us face the Eternity, but also from life which causes us to confront the Time.