My religion is seeing the glass half empty and offering the water inside of it to those who are in need of understanding. I am a pessimist of kindness. Life goes terribly wrong indeed, but that doesn’t mean we can’t help a fellow human being find their way towards the light while possessing a little bit of sadness in our souls.
the philosophical cure
is not optimism
but rather pessimism.
“the world is beautiful
and there’s no reason to be sad.”
“look at all these countries
let’s go get some ice cream
and just listen to some sad records.”
—I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction, page 92
I’ve never been optimistic, but I’ve always been hopeful. The thing about optimism is that you always have to look at the bright side and be happy all the time. I think some people have lost their minds trying to positive think their way out of everything that they forget to take care of their malnourished souls. Being happy all the time is not mental health. It’s bullshit. People get tired, and so they rest. People get sad, and so they cry. People get mad, and so they go out with other people who go mad and drink all their craziness away. It’s a beautiful thing to go crazy sometimes you know because by then you become lost and that’s how you find yourself.
The truth is I am a pessimistic nihilistic person who also happens to be a dreamer that wants meaning in everything.
There are two kinds of sad people:
- The sad-happy
- The sad-angry
The sad-happy person wakes up in the morning knowing that the world isn’t a very beautiful and nice place but continues on towards the day knowing that things may go wrong and still be okay in the end.
That the space between what if and what still is is just life being what it truly is: filled with possibilities that may either forever destroy us or heal us.
The sad-angry person wakes up in the morning knowing that the world is a very beautiful and nice place and continues on towards the day expecting that things will turn out right and end up being disappointed at the end of the day.
That the reason for all the anxiety and anger and frustration lies in only one thing: being so hopeful. And the only way we can cope up with this kind of existence is accepting the fact that life at its very core is filled with disappointments, sorrows, and grief.
The balance between maintaining an even dose of pessimism and hope is the philosophical solution for the anxiety and misery that life gives.